what am i supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you

He didn’t stand still for very long, but it seemed like an eternity, his inner self, his full conscious, the logical part of him, knew what he believed to be wrong. Shaye was gone, no matter how sweet the delusion it was not reality. Rhyme continued to reject reality, He had Shaye all to himself, nothing happened to her, she was bright and vibrant and here. Because if she wasn’t…

Glassy blue and lavender eyes shifted to take in Theory’s tall frame, her resemblance to Shaye made him perk. As her voice reached him he’d realize he was looking at his daughter and not the one he craved. He pulled back his lips as much as he could in polite greeting. It was fake though, joy had left him.

”Theo,” he said softly, his voice missing much of the power it once had. Rhyme didn’t want to be laid so low, but the blow he was dealt was too much. Even for him. Shaye was his soul mate, and his time with her had been greatly cut short. They were supposed to ride off into the sunset together when their daughters were old enough to take over. They were going to live out the rest of their days together. Rhyme couldn’t accept that she had left him.