Mixed feelings

Chapter 94

Crescent pack

Amelie's POV

I crouch on the floor, rocking my body back and forth. It's been three days. Three days since I've been locked in here like a common animal. I take a look around the room. It's a mess. There are broken vases on the floor, broken plates, thorn flowers, different types of wasted food, and disorganized paintings and sheets. The bed doesn't look like a bed anymore. I had clawed it out with my claws out of anger.

I see my image in the broken mirror in front of me. I haven't slept for the past three days, so I have heavy bags under my eyes. My hair is like a bird's nest on top of my head. My face looks pale, and my cheekbones are hollow. I had refused to eat or drink anything.

“Alexa,” I chuckle, biting into my nails. I had chewed my nails so much that there were no nails left to chew anymore.

“Alexa,” I mutter again, sniffing, scratching my neck and hair. The only name that has been on my mind and lips for the past three days.

“Alexaa!” I scream, shatt