It's been three days and my mate has yet to leave the room or speak a word. The trays of the delicious dishes that I have prepared especially for her have gone uneaten. She has received many visitors and yet no one can get a response from her. My ears prick as the sound of her weeping hits them and I know that she is awake once more. I can hear the slight shuffling of the sheets as she moves and her cries.
My heart is breaking and there is nothing that I can do about it. in this instance I have no idea how to help my mate. I am running out of ideas to try. The one that keeps swinging through my head is my only option and its one that I truly do not want to make. I never pictured that things would go like this when we arrived back at the clan. The thoughts of the future that I had
