Elias's POV

It’s been over a week since New Year’s Day. I thought the start of a new year would bring some kind of peace, but the Lawson house is just a mess. The halls feel empty and cold. Mara left the mansion without a word, and the silence she left behind is louder than any argument we ever had. Camille is barely holding it together, trying to get Andrea to eat, but Andrea just stares at the walls.

As for me? I can’t even find the words for how I feel. Everything is falling apart, and it’s digging into my soul.

“I miss her so much,” I whispered to...