ANNIKA'S POV
I stared blankly at the window, watching the cars passing by like it was the most amusing thing to do. Another day had just begun. Another day of pain, of remembering my son. . . Another day of blaming Caspian. Another day of wishing I was dead too. Honestly, I have already lost count of how many days it has been since I last felt alive. For me, time had stopped the moment I lost my son -- who was the only reason why I hadn't given up despite everything that happened.
The streets soon became busy. Everything was in motion, moving towards the future. . .except me.
I used to think that someday, the tears would stop falling. . . Or that it won't hurt anymore. I used to think that I could move forward and forget everything that happened. Yet, as the days passed by, it only remi
