"Mia?" Ethan called and I dragged my eyes from the television that I was definitely not watching to his face as he stood outside with Mace in his arms.
"Yes?" I muttered, sitting up straight. He stared at me as if seeing me for the very first time.
I have noticed this that he often gives me this kind of look these days. But he doesn't say anything. He pretends everything is fine. And I pretend everything is fine and life goes on. But deep down, we both know we weren't fine. He was blaming himself for everything, it was his visible in his eyes even if he smiles and plays with Mace and does everything we used to do before. But the difference was that I wasn't here anymore. I don't know where I was. I was just so lost and at the same time I was struggling really hard to move past the even
