...Elena POV...
We've been back for a couple of days now, but the stress level seems to only be increasing. Jax and the men haven't told me anything about what's been going on, so I find myself like a stranger looking in. I don't know what I should be doing, if anything. I just want to be able to help. Everyone is going around looking as though the world is about to end. Which only makes my nerves worse.
Much like sympathy vomiting, I'm starting to think that my emotions must be tuned into the feelings of others. I haven't felt good since we got back. I think it's because everyone around here is so stressed out, that it's making me feel stressed.
I'm not normally good with stress, which is why I became a care aid. I was originally pursing a career as a doctor. I was so excited when I f
