those dull blue eyes looked up to the sky through the large glass window, the only source for her to not feel isolated from the lively world out there and the only place in that room where she could feel a little bit of calmness. being locked up in his room day and night that window was the only place for her to sit and to feel connected with the world.
her loosely tied hands were palming the window glass as she looked outside, her face held no emotion and anything. she just simply stared at nothing. it had been like this for more than three weeks now. three weeks to that horrible incident and with each passing day she was getting worse.
at first, she kept scratching herself for two to three days regularly. her arms, her neck, her legs even her face that time. so out of anger Ryan got he
