Three whole days. That’s how long you spent away from everyone—no texts, no updates, no clues. It was the dumbest decision you’d ever made, but you didn’t realize it until you finally picked up your phone after those 72 hours. Calls and messages flooded in, your friends and classmates terrified by your silence.

But what worried you most wasn’t the frantic messages; it was the complete lack of calls from Wednesday.

Since starting your relationship, things felt off. It seemed like she didn’t care at all, but this was too much. You prepared yourself for a long talk. You thought she hadn’t even noticed you were gone. But that theory was about to change.

Your girlfriend had been fighting for your life.

As you made your way back to the forest surrounding Nevermore, the isolation of the past few days hit you hard. Night enveloped the woods, but even in the dark, you could spot her from miles away.

She was.. hurt.

All your dark thoughts evaporated as she sprinted toward you, blood trailing from who knew where, but it wasn’t a big amount. You instinctively embraced her tightly. Didn’t she… not care? No! The realization crashed over you—she had been looking for you all this time.

“I thought you were dead!” she exclaimed, her voice muffled against your neck, laced with sadness and desperation.