I collated the data, crunched the numbers, extrapolated every last minutiae, distilled it all down to one cold hard truth: I loved her. So why didn’t I feel it in my heart? Why didn’t I get that chill one should? Question after endless question. I licked the blood from my lips and shrugged as her soul tickled my tongue. I’d try again tomorrow. There was always tomorrow. Perhaps I’d feel differently with the next.