~Trish's POV~
I woke up alone in bed feeling nothing. I felt nothing at all. My mind was telling me to be angry, to be sad, and to feel something but there was nothing. The memory of what Liam did to me was replaying in my mind but I just felt nothing. No hatred, no remorse. I stood up and went to the bathroom to shower. I wanted to shout, I wanted to cry but there was nothing. I am nothing. He took everything from me. I am a worthless piece of shit. No one cares for me. I'
