~ROSINA~
"My brother wouldn't have sustained any wounds if you weren't in the picture," Andrew's angry voice breaks through my thoughts.
I tossed to the other side of the couch, pain coursing through me in all harmony.
I couldn't close my eyes for a minute. His words were harsh, sharp, and calculated, yet they were directed to me.
I could feel his exasperation masking his face when he yelled.
I didn't think he'd command such respect like his brother. I guess bloodline doesn't lie, and he could be very intimidating like his brother.
I continue to toss in the bed as the weight of my actions wafts through me.
Hours passed by like minutes, yet I am still waiting for sleep to drift me away from the reality of my world.
In these hours, I was always lost, staring at him as he slept peacef
