AMY

Strange.

Quite strange I hadn't heard from him since the thing happened. Why was that?

That was a question only Jeremy could answer.

My days have been going normally. Nothing special, at least for now. Antonio did his best to be there for me emotionally - and the truth was, I didn't need him to be there for me emotionally. I was alright - more than alright.

“Good morning, ma'am.”

I looked up from the bed where I lay. One of the maids had come to either clean my room or pass a message. “Good morning. How are you?”

She walked further into the room.

“Good morning—” She greeted...