CURTIS’S POV Regret. It sinks to the bottom of your stomach and eats away at you until your driven mad. That was how Ben and I felt after Angel left. Pretending to be distant, refusing physical touch and putting her down was breaking us but it wasn’t until she left that we really noticed. We tried calling her and there was no answer. Hours went by and we were starting to get anxious. By the time we had our coats on and we’re going out to look for her we got a call from our mother. Angel was with her. She would stay the night with her. We were relieved for more than one reason. We were glad she was safe but we also knew that our mother would have told her the truth that we were too scared to admit. That night Ben and I went to sleep without saying anything to each other, there was

