In the following days, Lexie's room felt emptier with each passing moment, devoid of Isiah's presence.
Eijar and Astrid offered fleeting visits, their concern palpable but unable to fill the void left by his absence.
Ciel's occasional appearances brought a brief respite, yet the longing for Isiah's return lingered like a haunting specter.
As her physical wounds slowly healed, Lexie found her emotional scars deepening, consuming her with a suffocating despair.
Each breath felt like a burden, and the mere thought of food turned her stomach.
She refrained from inquiring about his whereabouts or activities. Because, the day she glimpsed him conversing effortlessly with Astrid, something deep within her fractured.
The notion of never experiencing such casual camaraderie with him pierced her heart like a shard of glass, leaving her feeling irreparably broken.
