Persephone's POV.
I am sitting criss-crossed on the large bed of my room, my eyes hopelessly pinned to the wall like my life depends on it. It has been two days since the most horrible day of my life and you would expect that things would have gone back to normal and that I would have gotten better.
I have gotten back to normal, this is just the aftermath.
Damien has been looking after me like a mother looks after a newborn, I wonder how he doesn't get tired. He has been making sure I eat well for the past two days and taking care of my other needs. Left to me, I would just lay on this bed and never stand up.
Honestly, I never expected what happened on that day. I mean, yes the 5th of July is always the worst for me every year but I had half expected that since I wasn't anywhere clos
