DANTE
Letting Raven know something about me makes me feel a little light, but I know I cannot continue that way. The secrets are too much, and I cannot imagine sitting her down and shoving everything about me onto her. She may not survive it.
When I return from work, I decide to spend time in my study for solemnity before I meet Raven.
Boyle intercepts me near the doors of the study. He has a look of urgency on his face, causing me to come to a halt with a sigh.
“Boss,” he says, falling into step beside me. “It’s Tamara. She hasn’t touched any food all day. We’ve given her breakfast, lunch, and dinner. They’re all piled up. She hasn’t even taken a gulp of water.”
I stop, closing my eyes for a brief second to calm myself.
But my jaw tightens until it aches.
Why must she be so stubbor
