XANDER'S POV.
I don't like this. I don't like this one tiny bit. She isn't talking to me. She wouldn't even come out of her room, much less look at me. I haven't slept a wink in days because I couldn't bring myself to stop thinking about her long enough to fall asleep. I feel so restless. I feel helpless. She's shutting me out again, and I don't know if I can take it this time. I can't bear her going back to pretending I don't exist after the time we spent together that one morning, which now feels like forever ago.
It's been a couple of days since Lyanna asked to follow me out, and I'm starting to wonder if I imagined the whole thing. If those few beautiful hours that I spent with her, watching her laugh, watching her smile as she ran around and just let loose for the first time since I
