Treyton pov
As I sat cross-legged on the floor, my eyes closed, and my mind focused on my breath, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. Meditation was a daily ritual for me, a way to clear my mind and prepare for the challenges of the day. I had been sitting in silence for about 20 minutes when I heard the door open and Rafferty enter the room. I ignored him, not wanting to break my concentration.
Rafferty knew better than to disturb me during my meditation, so he simply sat down on the couch, waiting patiently for me to finish. After a few more minutes, I slowly opened my eyes, feeling refreshed and centered. I stood up, stretching my arms and legs, and turned to face Rafferty.
"Ready to face the day, brother?" I asked, a hint of a smile on my face.
Rafferty nodded, his eyes
