Back and Better by NighttShadee novel Chapter 32

Chapter Thirty Two

Amira POV

Insane.

Insane I’m going f*****g insane. Is this what having a psychotic break is like? As soon as I saw the bodies, something in me snapped. Because I knew it was my fault.

I don’t remember much, other than an all-consuming sorrow. A sorrow that very quickly morphed into an absolute rage.

Since it was my fault, I wanted to punish myself. So after setting a bunch of s**t on fire, I was ready to hurt myself.

Teven thought about suicide, but couldn’t leave little Meda behind. My mates sensed that, and managed to calm me down.

That was about two days ago, and I’ve been mentally and physically checked out. I’ve wanted to go out and destroy S**t, but at least one of my mates is constantly with me.

I know they’re at least somewhat happy, because they get to totally take care of me with minimal protests on my part.

I don’t have enough energy to protest I don’t have enough energy to do anything.

“Amira, love, you need to eat. Please. You need your strength if we’re going to take down those motherfuckers,” Christians voice penetrates my mental fog.

I blink my way out of my thoughts, looking down at the dining room table. When did I get here?

In front of me sits a delicious-looking chicken parmesan dish, and Christian is holding up a forkful of it in front of my mouth.

I reach out to take the fork, and slowly start to eat.