POV: Emily
The past few days are all blended together. After spending my first day awake crying in Edward's arms, the following days were just me going through the motions: waking up, feeling powerless, wallowing in my own sadness, trying to exit the room, not being able to face anyone, visited throughout the day by Amanda, sleep, cry, repeat.
Amanda tried her best to distract me, but I feel so bad for not being able to reciprocate her enthusiasm. She tried bringing movies to watch, nail polish, cute clothes, all kinds of food, but to no avail. Everything she did just reminded me of Grace, or better yet, the lack of her presence, and it was too early to fill that crater in my soul. She never gave up though, and I'm immensely thankful to her for being a good friend during this time. I'll
