Yvette's POV
"Is something wrong?" I asked, slightly annoyed.
I rolled my eyes at seeing Mira standing a few feet away, her hands behind her back and her gaze fixed to the ground.
"You've been in there for quite a long time, so I was worried," she stuttered.
"It's okay," I mumbled, folded my arms, and went to sit on the bed.
"Uhm… I'll get you something to eat."
I just nodded and watched her return quickly, as though everything was ready and she was just waiting for me to give the order. I honestly didn't have an appetite, but I knew I wouldn't help myself if I kept dwelling on all the ways Knox had wronged me.
I sighed and decided to follow through with Mira, who tried her best to engage me in conversation.
"Is there really no hope of me leaving this room unless
