Chapter 111
- Anastasia drifted through day after day like a wraith. Before she realized it, a month had slipped by since that tumultuous encounter with Sandro.
- By the end of October, she had not only failed every class miserably but had garnered enough concern to be enrolled in counseling sessions.
- November felt interminable. She could muster no energy beyond the basics: breathing, bathing, eating, sleeping, and crying.