ANDREA'S POV

Two days passed by in a blur. I spent all of my time in my room, too angry to step out. My food is being brought to me occasionally which I only knew of because the maids that brought it always knocked on my door and announced my food was there before they left.

never stood up to get it, because I was too heartbroken to face anyone. My mother came by the door thrice and since then, I was glad that she didn't knock on my door again. I really didn't want to hear whatever explanation ...