Now, I don’t feel like that. There’s an acute sense of loss, of emptiness in my chest. Like something—or, someone—is missing. My eyes and nose burn, and there’s a ringing in my ears. And suddenly it all hits me. Everything is over and worst of all I’ll never see Daemon again. I look at Nana, silently begging for help—with what, I’m not even sure. She pushes past my mom to reach me. Without a word, she throws her arms around me and doesn’t let go. And finally, for the first time in twenty years, I sob.
