Two days had passed since Elsa's world had been shattered, and she had not come out of her room. She had not spoken a single word, ignoring the attempts by Jasper and Ella to communicate with her. Even when her brother tried to offer her food, she remained silent, not uttering a word. Elsa hadn't taken a single bite in two days; her eyes were barely able to open, swollen from incessant crying.
Jasper again appeared with a plate of food this morning. He halted at the doorway, gazing upon Elsa's petite form, motionless on the bed. With a heavy heart, he approached her and set the plate down on the nearby table.
Elsa remained unresponsive, her vacant stare fixed on the distant view outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Silent tears continued to course down her cheeks. Jasper's own eyes welled up with sorrow at the sight of his sister's anguish.
