Chapter 15: Caraphernelia - Kasper's P.O.V

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It's been weeks and I'm flipping my shit. I haven't seen Heston, I haven't even heard his name. I asked Donovan and even he doesn't know what happened. The one person I considered a father, the one person that didn't see me as fucked up. The one person that truly loved me as a son suddenly vanished.

I felt so lost without him that I could barely even think about what I was doing. He was always there giving fatherly advice and telling stories of his adventures across the world and his beginning days here at Ophelia Asylum, which sounded much better than what it is today.

Looking over at the spot he usually sat under the tree, I felt my heartbreak. I let out a loud sigh, nervously tapping my foot as I thought about what I could do.

After almost half an hour, I gave up. I can't do anything, and honestly, I don't really care to.

I looked up at the clouds and closed my eyes. Before long, I was dreaming about the days that could have been.

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