Raven and I had wandered back through the forest side by side. She stood with enough of a distance between us so that reaching for her hand was not possible. Nor was casually chucking my arm across her shoulder like I so often had before. Something had changed, and there was no denying that. My words had planted that seed of doubt within her mind, and I hated it. This was not the Raven I knew, nor was it the relationship she and I shared. I hoped she realized, and soon, that she had been doing nothing wrong. It was Brayden who had the issues...
But, we walked back through the treeline, onto the pathway to her home with a comfortable silence between us. Thankfully, our time together in the forest had seemingly put things on an even keel with her again, just as I had hoped. I hated thinkin
