Bones by L. Wilder

We played a game of hide and seek.
I’d hide behind my fortress of doubt and frustration.
But no matter how high I built my walls, she was always there to seek me out.
She saw me.
She understood me, even when I didn’t understand myself.
She was the one.
I knew it without a doubt.
The time had come for me to stake my claim.
But our game of hide and seek was about to take a turn.
An unknown adversary threatened to put an end to us all.
Now, it was my turn to be the seeker.