Demien's POV
My heart broke watching Greta sob as she ran to her room. I wanted to go after her, pull her into my hands, console her, and tell her that everything would be okay, but I couldn't. She needed to realize that what she had done was wrong. She shaved years off our lives.
I had smiled each time I heard her laugh when she had pretended as if she was watching the television downstairs. She had pleaded with me that I should tell my brothers to stay in their rooms while she watched television.
I had thought she probably wanted to be by herself so I had told Dylan and Derek to let her have the sitting room to herself. I wanted to tell her to reduce the volume of the television but then I thought she should have her fun. When I stopped hearing her laugh, I thought the comedy show h
