Brax pov
The drive to my house was suffocating. The silence between Willow and me was loud, filled with unspoken words and suppressed emotions. I kept my eyes on the road, my grip on the steering wheel tightening with each thumping beat of my heart. The rage inside me was like a sleeping beast, waiting to be unleashed. I glanced at Willow from the corner of my eye. She stared out of the window, her face pale, her hands trembling. Her stepfather, Steve, was the monster who had been hurting her all along, and I was furious with myself for not seeing it earlier.
When we finally pulled up to my house, I couldn’t get out of the car fast enough. Willow followed me inside, her steps hesitant. We went straight to my room, the one place I could let my anger out. As soon as the door closed behind
