PERCY'S POV.
IT had been three days. Three days of absolute hell of silence! I felt like I would loose my mind if another day passed without Phoebe talking to me.
And when I say talking to me, I don't mean the faint "thank yous" anytime I carried her food into our bedroom or the slight nod of the head to my " are you oks.?" And certainly not the shrugging of the shoulders to my "do you need anything elses"
It was killing me to see her more dejected than before as the days numbered when she was suppose to be recovering. Louis said she needed time but I wasn't sure I could keep calm anymore. I'd die from the heartburns this woman was giving me with her silent treatment before she voiced her rejection.
I sighed for the umtieth time today and walked towards the kitchen counter where h
