The next couple of days consisted of me, curled up in my bed, refusing any offer of socialization that Aubrey presented me without outside of the walls of the hotel room. There were a few instances of dragging, and pulling in attempt to get me to move, but none so far were successful—even when she reminded me daily that we were over half of the time into our stay in Crete and that we had missed so much time together in the city due to past circumstances.
“Come on, Liv! You’ve been wallowing for two days now. It’s time to get back out there—forget about this bullsh*t and live this trip the way we intended. Laying in the hot sun, soaking up the beauty of the island, and exploring! We have so much left unseen, so let’s go see it!”