Her place was basically empty, only two small cardboard boxes and a suitcase were on the floor. Her curtains were gone, her walls were clear and her bed was bare. The explosion of unmitigated panic that burst through me was instant and unbearable. I looked at her wide-eyed, so many questions were racing through my mind.

"What?" I uttered stupidly, slack-jawed. My anxious eyes dashed around. Everything was gone and Hannah was going to be gone, too. Images of my life before I met her flashed in my mind, memories of a time that was less saturated, less bright. The life that I was going to be returning to once...