Castriel’s POV
It’s been a month since Amelia lost the baby and it’s been almost three weeks since we got back home. With each day that passes by, I couldn’t help but be more worried about her.
There haven’t been any notable changes in her since we returned, she was quiet, unusually quiet and it was scary because she wasn’t her usual self anymore.
She barely left her room, barely said any word to anyone and her behavior has been bizarre. I hated myself enough already but knowing really well that Amelia was avoiding me made me loathe myself even more.
My hand gripped my phone tightly as I stared at the screen, scared to close my eyes because I had no idea what was going to happen if I did as little as blink.
Everyday I hope she’s fine. Every single day, I pray to the moon goddess and e
