Aria's pov
Damien never came back after that day. I didn't know why, and honestly, I didn't care anymore.
By the fifth day, I still wouldn't leave my bed.
Cassie had tried everything to get me to eat. She even tried to spoon-feed me breakfast, but I turned my head away.
I could see the worry in her eyes.
She knew if I starved to death, Damien would blame her. She spent the whole morning begging me to eat something.
When Dr. Rowan walked in, Cassie was still hovering over me.
I saw the relief flood her face.
"Finally, I can catch my breath," she said, backing toward the door.
"I haven't even done the grocery shopping yet." She practically ran out, desperate for a break from babysitting me
Dr. Rowan looked at me lying there like a corpse. I knew despair was wr
