He loved me and I destroyed that love with one dumb choice that led to another and then another.  See where it brought me?  I'm a prisoner in my own little hell.  Second story all thanks to beta Mitzia hope you like it.

Mood swings? Cravings? Mourning sickness? What could it be Mika and Tohma are about to figure out. Rated T for language sexual reference and I'm paranoid. First story so be nice please. R&R