Raphael's POV
"Why?" That's what I asked myself then. I couldn't bring myself to go look at Braelyn. I just stared at the screen. Looping the footage of her car
It was her.. .
The thought rang in my head. The room suddenly felt so small like it was suffocating me. I itched to destroy something but yet even in this state I couldn't create a ruckus knowing it would wake her up...
I stumbled out of my study...
I should have confronted her. Scream at her and ask why but I was scared of her answer yet it still hurts. The study door closed behind me, I walked down the empty corridor my footsteps echoed in the dark as I continued through the halls.
I found myself stopping at the master's bedroom door. I conflict but after fighting with my thoughts I left...
