Days turned into a week and a week turned into two. And yet it felt like months since I last saw Emilia, or been to Juneau high, or seen Emma. It was messing me up more than I expected. I didn't feel the same way and I was lucky I wasn't given any task, because I wasn't so sure I could handle one right now.
We all laid low since that day, orders from my dad, the families of the others that died still grief and it was not like we have seen any werelion in sight... we haven't… most especially that rogue Alpha. It has been quiet ever since, so quiet.
It has been a struggle with my thoughts and dreams too... not of Emilia although how much I wanna dream about her but I wasn't so sure it would be a decent dream. I dreamed of Emma... for the past two weeks straight I saw her in my dream. Is it normal to dream of someone for straight two weeks? It was abnormal and the dreams didn't have any meaning.
