Star's POV

Spending twenty four hours locked in a hospital room has a negative way of affecting the mind. 

My tired gaze roamed across the stark white room I was forced to stay in. I felt tired. Too tired to try and remove the tubes connected to my hands. Too tired to cry. Too tired to think properly. 

I had woken up alone and I couldn't deny the fact that being alone didn't feel good. This was my reality though. I knew I would always be alone. Mated or not, I knew no one could stay with me long enough but was this really a bad thing? 

No it wasn't....