Chapter Eighty Three

The days go by in various shades of grey. Nothing seems to please me anymore and I'm not interested in doing a lot of things. In the days, I just try to occupy my time by immersing myself in work and in the nights, I go to bed early and cry myself to sleep. Draaven has come around a few times but if there's anywhere below a zero, that's exactly where my energy was. He seems to be worried about me but I just want to be left alone.

It's only now that she's gone that I realize that there isn't much that I do without her. She's always present in my days and my activities, from the simplest tasks like getting my bath water ready to more complex things like sorting out my schedules and planning my days. I had thought I'd be able to do it on my own at first but each time I did it, I only realized how hard it was actually organizing a schedule. And I had gotten so frustrated that I had cried my eyes out again and damned Edna for leaving me all alone in this place. On most days, my dinners are