Isabella's POV
It had been over a week and I still hadn't seen or heard anything about Xander or how he was doing. Xavier still had the order not to let me into his room, and honestly, I was slowly losing my mind, sleep had now become a stranger to me, and food now tasted sour in my mouth.
My mind kept racing profusely, as so many negative thoughts ran through my head. I didn't know what to think anymore, as I kept dismissing the idea in my head that Xander was dead because it looked like Xavier was trying to take over.
I had even hoped that Mary would bring news of Xander's well-being, but there had been nothing from her, as she kept on saying that she was still not allowed in there.
I was frustrated, I even tried defiling all the odds, and just busting in there to see him, but eve
