“I craved his voice like another breath …” #teaser #WhereWeBelong

“I hadn’t spoken to Harry since the accident.

At first I craved his voice like another breath. I sat with my mobile phone cradled in my palm sucking long, drawn-out breaths like the oxygen-deprived air provided no nutrition for my lungs. But no matter what I told myself I couldn’t press the keys to dial him. The moment passed, and so did weeks and months. I emailed him months later, but it bounced back. The notification stung me like alcohol to a fresh cut.

He’d abandoned me.

I was alone in every way that mattered.”

— WHERE WE BELONG by Eve Connell

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