#Chapter97
Sophie's P.O.V.
The next couple of weeks flow by slowly. Majority of my time I spend at home, watching TV shows and cuddling with Wolfie.
The doghouse and the fence aren't even close to being built yet, so he's with me inside at all times and I couldn't be happier. He's become my best friend and I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world.
Amber and Liam were happy that I was back, but I couldn't help feeling like they felt as if some burden had returned back.
Lately, I felt like a burden a lot; I hope it's just my imagination.
I felt better; there was still an empty void inside me, screaming for Axel's presence, but it wasn't as bad anymore; I stopped vomiting the second day back. Maybe returning back to Missoula really was good for me.
I didn't say home anymore. To me, I lost my home the day I lost him.
Yeah, I guess you could say I've been homeless for a while now.
Still, things were getting better.