*ELYSIA*
Shortly after Clarissa left, I moved from the bed to the ground and curled up in a fetal position. My mind, my body, and my soul were in turmoil.
Not knowing how Octavian came to be in bed with me was messing up my head so badly, but I knew I didn't force him. A part of me resonated with the fact that he lured me and I was still trying to comprehend why.
Each time, I would trail my mind back to the moment Clarissa apologized, and then I'd get nothing afterward. Nothing!
My brain, empty
My mind, numb
My soul...shattered.
At this point, it felt like my brain had been formatted. Like there were some core memories my mind was pushing out and up until this moment, I could not figure it out.
A knock rapped on my door but I remained in my position, unmoving. Every part of me
