MASON
-Strength is nothing more than how well you hide the pain-
It was difficult to bring her out of her shell. She was truly broken and she blamed herself for the loss of our pup. She stopped eating, she stopped talking and she stopped reacting. It was all like she was in her own isolation.
It was night time. I went to our room to find Genevieve sitting in a corner looking at particularly nothing. I went closer to her and put a hand on her shoulder. Flinching, she pulled away from me,
"I... I... I didn't kill him. I... I didn't." she stuttered, tears rolling down her face.
Pain erupted in my chest as I gently pulled her closer,
"Shhh... it's okay. It's okay." I rubbed her back but she kept shedding tears silently.
As it was becoming a routine, she fell asleep due to exhaustion in
