"It's not okay." Nothing was okay right now. Her whole life had been gutted. Suddenly she was a terrible mother. She was a terrible person. And she was imposing herself on her brother's marriage while fighting feelings for his damn husband because her ex was the new devil. She was an idiot. There was nothing okay about that. But arguing wasn't going to help. And she didn't really have the energy for it.
Anna lifted her face toward the shower. She looked at it the same way she'd looked at the sandwich Dean had made her a few days ago, like she had no idea what it was. She just didn't have it in her to do normal things anymore. But she just kind of nodded. She didn't smile, but she got up slowly. She unfolded the towel almost robotically, hanging it over the towel rack, moving around like a zombie.