*Trigger Warning: Discussion of Substance Abuse and Violence*
***Salvador's POV***
My mind hasn't been right since the night I left River Moon. I've kept myself busy on the training grounds, working out my body until it's numb or locked away in my room. I haven't spoken to Mia or Javier either and I avoid Mom at all costs to keep the doubt from creeping in.
Doubt. Just a little doubt and my world came crashing down on me. As much as I hate to admit it, a very small part of me believes Aurora's claims and its slowing eating me alive, gnawing away at what's left of me. Because if what she said was true then I've been blaming the wrong person all these years while I've allowed the person responsible to slowly destroy what's left of my family.
I've been lenient on Mom all these
