Raven POV
Possible Trauma Triggers
I turned and started back up the stairs after he changed his mind about us going with him. I didn’t run like every nerve in my body wanted me to. I moved slowly, allowing my daughter to set the pace that her little legs could handle. I wasn’t sure why he was taking us with him, but I wasn’t comfortable with him wanting me to make sure my daughter looked pretty. He never cared before. As we passed the door to the other apartment that was on this floor, my daughter tried to let go of my hand and make her way over to it. “No, Sweetie, that isn’t our door,” I said, steering her further down the hall towards ours. She gave me a look of confusion like I had lost my mind. Not understand why I wasn’t going in there. She opened her mouth as if she was going to s
