ANNA'S POV

After crying myself to sleep the whole night, I was up early in the morning, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

My eyes rested on my legs with a kind of emptiness that made my chest ache. I could barely feel anything or think of anything. My heart was drained, my body tired. The silence in the room pressed down on me like a heavy blanket.

But I couldn’t remain in this state forever.

What had happened… had happened. There was nothing I could do to bring back the past or fix what was already gone. The only thing I could do now was focus on...