Xavier's POV
I heard small stumbling feet clumsily pitter patter over the floors as I moved around the kitchen trying to prepare something for Raine to eat.
This clothing was surprisingly comfortable, but something I hadn't worn in years, this place had never felt like home. I loathed spending time here, it made the loneliness I always felt come to the surface, the utter despair my heart was shrouded in would win, and I would lose, going further into the darkness, allowing myself to feel the misery. I always tried to stay out of the house and with my businesses, it wasn't hard. Most nights I didn't even return home, staying out all day and night was much better than coming home to a completely silent building and falling asleep knowing no one would be there when I woke up.
Having Raine
