Almara’s Pov
We don’t find Grace. Darkness has now blanketed the sky and with it the feeling of defeat. The once welcomed dazzling stars now seem to mock me as a reminder that time yet another day has come and go and I am’ without my daughter.
Arthur and I sit side by side mindlessly watch the waves lap one another. My open wounds from getting cut my branches and torn skin from stepping on shells stings in the salty air. I don’t mind the pain though, I hardly pay attention to it.
Even as Arthur sits right next to me, he seems to be a million miles away. He keeps his arms crossed over his knees and his eyes fixated on the sky. I want to say something, but have no words. I feel as if there is nothing left in me., no words, no tears, and no hope.
Suddenly Arthur jumps to his feet a
