*Gwen’s POV*

I had lost track of how long I had been at Darick's house. At some point, I noticed I had stopped caring.

I couldn't get any reception on my phone, so I had no one to call, and I found myself growing closer to everyone here. Isabella had bought me some new clothes, and with each passing day, I felt as if being at Darick's was a regular part of my everyday life.

I finished getting dressed and headed to the kitchen ...