Annabelle's POV

Once she left, he slowly looked at me, I could see dark circles under his eyes from a week of sleepless nights. His stubble had outgrown, and his hair looked disheveled. He looked very tired and sad. His electric blue eyes looked dull and his clothes also didn't look very immaculate.

After staring at each other for minutes or maybe

seconds I just couldn't take it. I kept the box of cupcakes on the small center table in front of a comfy couch and turned towards Stefan.

"Why didn't you come home in the last few days?" I asked, irritated by his silence.

He stood up from his...