Markus P.O.V.
It’s been three days. Celeste is still freezing all of us out. She speaks the bare minimum to get her work completed, then spends any free time in our bedroom watching TV with Melissa. It was torture to go up each night. Not being able to touch her, seeing her nightsstand littered with used tissue, knowing she cried herself to sleep. I was trying to respect her rules, but I was slowly losing my sanity. The only words she directed to me every day was to ask if they had found them and then she would shut me out. Even her appointment with Dr West, she had changed the timing of the last one so I had missed it, instead asking Dr West to give me a copy of the ultrasound and summary of what was discussed during the appointment.
Melissa was my only source of information, since Ka
