Lor (Monstrous, #7)

by Lily Mayne

I couldn’t wait. I woke up every morning practically vibrating with excitement, knowing I was one day closer to uniting with Jugs. The only time my elation would fade was when I remembered that Lyri wouldn’t be with us to witness it. Then the grief overwhelmed me until I could pull myself together and realise that Lyri wouldn’t have wanted me to stop living my life. He had told me as much while he was still here. He had begged me to keep living. So I did. But, as I had done over the last ten years, since he went through the void and never returned, I sometimes spoke to him in my head. We had never had that kind of connection, but I still tried. I tried to feel him, and sometimes I thought I could—moments of anger or despondence that weren’t my emotions. Never happiness or joy. I never felt those from him.