J A M E S
It has been quiet, cold and painful days. With each moment passing by, Victoria tries to sway me into marrying her. She has sent and shown me countless pictures and videos of Rayvin with Saint, either being tortured or assaulted. I swore to make them pay. For every strand of hair, they have touched, I will pull ten strands from each one of them. Hold on, Rayvin, I am coming for you.
Click on the four and it opened. Isaac and Anaella stepped in. I wasn't in the mood to see anyone. Especially not anyone related to me.
“What are you guys doing here?” I asked nonchalantly.
“We heard the news of what happened to Rayvin.”
“Good. You can leave,” shutting up to my feet and about to leave.
“You have always been one to find solutions to all problems. You know that Rayvin would have b
