Cassius

I rested my head on the bed frame while my eyes darted around the room all for nothing. Rayna is still dead cold on the bed with no sign of improvement. Every day is becoming longer than the other. I don’t know what to do anymore.

My discussion with Morna the other day made my heart feel exceptionally heavy. Which prompted me to write Ophelia for the fifth time in the space of four days like a maniac. Yet there is no response from her.

It's almost as if everyone who is meant to help is hellbent on ignoring us. I want my woman back to life so bad....