After meeting Elyon, the subsequent weeks were a difficult and demanding time for me.
With a shattered soul, I had retreated into myself and spent most of my days in my bedroom. There, I would wallow in feelings of self-doubt and misery which consumed me entirely. This inner turmoil took its toll on my physical health; losing weight due to loss of appetite coupled with dehydration left me looking skinny.
In the meantime, I had moved out of Zane's bedroom and settled back into my former living quarters that were three doors down. Even our evenings watching television, which I had always looked forward to, I skipped in order to spend more time pondering in my own space. Zane made multiple attempts at lifting my mood and alleviating any burdensome emotions but to no avail.
Recently, Krysta
