Ashley
It had been three days since my parents came back. Three days that felt like a blur. The house was louder, but somehow I felt empty inside me. It wasn't looking like how they left at all. It was different, not just slightly but a noticeable difference. Every morning I told myself to act normal, and every night I failed again. Hayden barely spoke to me. He smiled when he had to, said good morning, said goodnight, but the silence between those words was enough to crush me.
I was sitting on my bed, staring at nothing. My mind reeled off so many thoughts and I just could not do anything about it. I stared at the ceiling hoping to piece the pieces together but nothing came up.
The pictures that hung on the wall often reminded me of how much I was attached to him now it only reminded m
