Jake's POV
Where is my angel? Hopping excitedly, I headed straight to where I know Rosie was.
She had been trying to keep herself busy when I told her not to think about anything.
I understand that she may be bored but I was a little worried she'd be too exhausted.
She never realized but I noticed how she kept on waking up at midnight, silent tears streaming down her eyes. She was having a breakdown and every time I was about to come close to her, I'd stop as I listen to her mumbling series of apologies.
I woke up one time when I heard her sniffling and just as I was able to move, she turned around and pretended to be asleep.
My first instinct told me to move forward, hug her and tell her everything is fine. But then I know it isn't. Even after countless of times I tell her that it's
