Angel - (Storm's Point of View)

When I leave our apartment, I don't have any destination in mind. I just want to be away from my infuriating mate. My heart feels as if it has been pierced by thousands of sharp needles, and I just want to lick my wounds alone.

Teleporting to the woods where Kai and I had our first date, the memories of our time together fill me with a deep sense of loss, and it takes everything in me not to break down. Not yet. I know that breaking down is inevitable, but I have something I need to do before I lose my nerve.

I pull out my phone or try to, only then remembering that I left it at the apartment. Cursing in frustration, I try to think about how to make the call without having to go back to the apartment because I don't want to see Makai.

Should I summon it?

On second thought, I don't even want to have it with me. I don't want to talk to anyone after the call I'm going to make.