Chapter 17

Every time I was alone I thought about Ryder. About all the hurt he had caused me. But I still felt nothing. It was starting to really scare me. Even when Lorcan and Harry did or said something nice, I didn't feel anything. I could see the disappointed look on their faces when I forced a smile and thanked them without really meaning it.  I was starting to turn into a bitch. An ungrateful bitch. And I knew it. "No," Harry answered quietly.  I let out a frustrated breath and sat up straight. Without really meaning to I gave him a cold look that made him wince.  "Sorry," I apologized. "I'm trying. It's really frustrating to be locked up here alone." Harry winced again and a sigh left my lips. "We don't lock you up, Pamelia. We just need you to-- get a little stronger. And you're not alone. Me and Lorcan are here for you," Harry told me and stood up.  When I just kept staring at him he gave me a smal