I realize that chapters aren't meant to be used like this, but hopefully you'll forgive me.
On March 27, 2017 we let Gotham go. There was nothing else to do for my sweet fur baby. I still cry every day, he thought I hung the moon. I hadn't been able to write for awhile. I hadn't even been able to tell all of you, until now. It's been almost four months and it hurts just as bad as if it was an hour ago.
I think sometime soon though, I'll actually be able to write again. Because through it all, Hunger Games has been something to help me through my depression so I will always come back to it. Just give me time my loves.
Don't give up on me.