Chapter 53

I sit on the toilet, the white towel pressing up on my cheek and I shiver as the water drips from my hair. My tears have dried out and I have no more to give. Blake took it all from me.

I tuck my legs under my chin and rewrap the large towel around myself, pulling it over my shoulders. I sigh slowly and my lips purse, I may not have any more tears but as my tears left, so did my energy. With every salty drip my sanity fell in the same rhythm of sadness, killing me softly.

"Carina."

I look up and into Danyal's worrisome eyes and I shrug pathetically.

"I don't know what to do with myself," I say.