RAVEN:
Dante is furious as he reads the letter. He crushes it under his grip, then stands still for a second, burning in rage. My heart thumps in my chest as I wonder if revealing their affair was a mistake.
I have no clue what to say, and I feel that even breathing is too much for him. I reach for his shoulder, and he turns to face me. His eyes soften for a second, causing me to breathe in relief.
“I am sorry,” I say to him, and he shakes his head.
“It is not your fault. It has never been easy raising a daughter. There is always one problem or another. Even keeping her abroad — it is either she overdoses on drugs, or she drinks in school. I was always getting on a flight just to sort out her problems.”
He lets out a sigh, sitting on the bed.
I sit beside him. Then I take his hand, c
