Zoe's POV
I spent days in hospital wallowing in my new found darkness, which was now my life, crying day and night with hopes that the tears would somehow take away how I was feeling on the inside but it never did.
Blake never left my side, always looking for any possible way to cheer me up. He brought me dozens of red roses that filled the entire room, my favourite dark chocolates and even a band to serenade me at all time, but none of that could help with this depression and emptiness I felt inside.
“Hi Cupcake! How are you doing?" Blake asked kissing my forehead with a concerned look in his eyes.
Looking at him I didn't say a word, as I took his hands away from me turning my back against him.
“Oh no Zoe! You have to stop this silent treatment. You need to talk to me. You can't shut
