Crystal's POV;

I am sitting on my bed, with my novel in my hand. After Orion left, my mind has not been at peace or in a place.

"Crystal, dinner is ready. "Eleanor's voice suddenly cuts through my train of thought as she stands in my doorway.

"Can I please eat in my room? "

"No. No, you will not eat in your room, Crystal. I've condoned that long enough. Tonight, you will eat downstairs. "She says, and I look at her in surprise.

"What? How long, Crystal? For how long do you want to be wallowing in this pit of ridiculous self-pity? "She questions as she looks me over,...