(Eleanor pov)
It's been three days and I have hit a new all-time low..laying in bed for twelve hours straight and watching cheesy romance movies. Have I been crying for most of the time? Yes...am I ashamed? Also yes...
I refused to leave my room, taking my meals in here and being a complete baby. Honestly, I thought he would come by the second day but I guess I was wrong. Ugh what is wrong with me? Kari has pretty much been verbally abusing me and begging me to let her out. She wants to tell Damion a thing or two...I almost went for it too but then I remembered I was in the middle of ignoring him. I refused to be the first one to break.
Rolling over, I grabbed my bottle of water and chugged it. I just turned on a werewolf flick about two strangers being stranded on an island and fallin
