RAVEN
I hear Dante’s voice floating down the hall, cutting through the serenity of the morning. He’s yelling, and curiosity gets the best of me as I try to find out what the problem is. I stop outside the bedroom door, placing my ear against it.
He keeps yelling without stopping, so I push the door open without knocking.
Dante is standing over the bed, and Tamara sits still with a flushed face. She looks like she’s about to cry.
He freezes the moment he sees me, his mouth snapping shut mid-sentence. For a second, the room goes silent.
“Sorry,” I say, breaking the silence. “I heard shouting, and I thought you were on the phone, but I’ll leave you two to it.”
I turn to leave, but Tamara speaks at once.
“No! Raven, please don’t leave.”
I stop, looking at her teary eyes. She has wronge
