Alex's POV The mansion was quiet, very quiet. Because everyone was sad about Mama Linda’s death. Honestly it's sad that I'd never see her smile in the kitchen anymore.I stepped out of my room and headed downstairs, even the walls felt different, as if they were grieving with us.I don't know why I was expecting to see Amelia at her usual morning spot–the dining area, all dressed up and ready to go to her office. I didn't see her anyways.Helen was standing by the hallway, her arms folded, a worried expression on her face.“Helen,” I called.She jumped a little. “Oh—Alex. I didn’t hear you.”“Well, how long have you been here? Is she out yet?”Helen shook her head. “I checked on her twice. She’s still in her room. She hasn’t eaten, hasn’t even opened the door… she just keeps telling me to go away.”My chest tightened.I didn’t expect her to bounce back immediately, but Amelia shutting people out… meant she's really hurt.“Ok, let’s go together,” I said.Helen nodded, falling into st
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