Nmbness crept through Meredith's veins as if ice had frozen all of her body including her heart.
The slow beat of her heart thumped in her chest , chipping away the frigidness. It was the only sound that she could hear in the silent room.
She closed the book she was holding and placed it in her lap as she rested her arm on the edge of the windowsill, her gaze seemed to be staring off into space.
Amidst the dark clouds overhead, the rain pelted down hard on the grounds.
A soft knock sounded but she was too deep in thoughts to pay attention to the person.
She didn't even realize that Maria had brought her soup until she touched her shoulder, gently waking her from this stupor. There were no words exchanged..nothing needed to be said.
She understood her better than anyone else here.
The steam rose from the hot bowl of chicken noodle soup next to her arm, feeling the warmth it gave; however, it did nothing for her emotional state.
