JAX’S POV.
It has been days since it happened but it felt the same. The days have been anything but joyful or even normal. They were dark, endless days. Amelia hadn't stepped a foot outside her room since what happened, and if i didn't send food up to her and demand that she ate, she would just starve herself. The thing had affected her deeply, and she was only trying to come to terms with the fact that her family was dead.
I didn't even know why she was so sad about it, so sad about the same people who treated you like s**t. I mean, if it was me, I wouldn't give a damn thought. Each time I brought her food and watched as she picked on it, I realised that her situation was getting even worse. She was just a mere shadow of herself, and it was so bad to the extent that she had developed
