I spent the night alone in my room. Payton tried to comfort me, and Arabella tried to get me to eat, but I refused to open the door for either of them. I was feeling sorry for myself and I didn't want to deal with anyone. A bubble bath sounded nice, so I took one and soaked in it for hours. By the time I got out, the water was stone cold, making me think I might have fallen asleep at some point. After I dried my hair, I headed to bed, only to be woken in the morning by banging on my door.
I groaned and rolled over in bed, pulling the duvet over my head. I didn't even bother to ask who was there because I just assumed it would be Payton or Arabella, and I didn't want to listen to their pity or pep talks. The banging on the door got louder and louder. They wouldn’t take no for an answer, I
