Luca
It's been four days.
Four f*****g days of watching Raven lie motionless in that bed, her chest rising and falling but her eyes never opening.
Four days of my brothers taking shifts at her bedside, refusing to leave her alone even for meals. Jaxon sat with her for hours, holding her hand and whispering things I couldn't hear. Rhett, since he'd finally been released from that damn house arrest once Jaxon returned, spent his shifts checking her vitals obsessively. He didn't even care if his wounds were at risk of reopening.
But as for Ash?
He was still rotting in a f*****g cell because of that manipulative dead b***h Cynthia.
Which was exactly why I was currently on hour seventy-two of being awake. My eyes were burning from staring at screens, and my broken arm is throbbing despite
