Chapter 33

Larissa’s POV

Even without feeling all over my under eyes, I could tell that they were swollen. It even took so much will power to force myself to continue my chores and take care of Declan like nothing was happening in the first place.

And it was getting tiring; ever since that day, I’d taken to my bed at any opportunity I found. It was hurting too much, so much that it felt like a chainsaw gutting me out every day.

I couldn’t get the image of his expression that day out of my head. I hated that I thought of him so much. I hated that my...