*Alette POV*
I have barely slept since everything happened. I have mainly just laid on the bed staring into space. People have tried to talk to me, but I can't find the words to answer them. I know if I hear another person ask if I'm alright, or if there is anything they can do for me, I will lose my s**t completely.
I was so happy when my mate walked through the door last night, but even when he tried to talk to me or comfort me, I couldn't muster a reaction.
This morning, after breakfast, Micah and Aisling came to see me. I hadn't seen my little goddaughter in a while, so I was pleasantly surprised.
Micah and I have been friends for so long, that we can communicate without speaking most times. It's like she knows me so well that she knows what I need even before I know myself.
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