Chapter 60

After what seemed like hours, I stood up from the corner I had hid in. My mind felt numb, unable to think about anything.

I slid the closet open a bit at first to check if Byron was still in the room. The room was empty but my bed had been made and everything was in place.

I got out fully and went into the bathroom, hoping for a nice and warm soak in the tub. I took off my clothes and dumped them at the entrance of the bathroom.

After my bath, I put on a green long sleeved shirt with a black skirt. I laid on my bed, not willing to face Byron.

There was a knock on the door and when I didn't reply after a few seconds, Byron came in. I didn't acknowledge his presence and instead, trained my eyes on the pink curtains.

My line of sight was blocked by a pair of black joggers. Byron was looking down at me and in his hands was a tray.

"You didn't have anything to eat last night." He said, setting the tray on the bedside table and sitting on the couch. "I made breakfast."

When I didn't say a