Star's POV
I remain frozen and allow Zola to take all her anger out of me. I can't begin to imagine what she is feeling right now. Seeing her own mother dead is something no child should ever have to witness, especially like this. She wasn't just dead, she was murdered.
Andrew pulls Zola away from me and tries to calm her a bit, but with no luck. She manages to escape his hold and continues to punch and kick me.
"STAR! SAY SOMETHING!" Andrew yells, clearly pissed that I'm simply allowing myself to get injured from Zola. I'll heal, so I'm not concerned about it.
After exhausting herself from all the swinging and kicking, she falls to the floor and begins to cry. There we go. That's what I was waiting for. I slowly kneel beside Zola, and Andrew kneels on the other side of the heartbro
