Alone (book two of Dark eyes)

All I can do is stare blankly at the only place I'd ever called home. The only place where I could fit in and feel loved, or at least once upon a time I could. Everything I've wanted for the past 7 years, 3 months, and 6 days is right in front of me, but I can't find the will to claim it. Not when it's the things you love that truly kill you.