RAVEN:
I cry so hard that I pass out on the bed. The next time I open my eyes, I find myself tucked in with a duvet. This causes me to sit up in panic. Then, I find Dante sitting on the small couch in front of the bed. His tie is loosened, and his shirt is half unbuttoned.
His eyes do not leave mine, and they carry a feeling of guilt. I do not speak. The moment he stands, panic shoots through my chest, and I back up against the headboard.
“I am not going to hurt you,” he says in a low voice, but the fear in my chest does not leave.
He stops in front of me.
“I am sorry,” he mutters, lowering his gaze for a second.
The pain in my chest eases slightly. I try hard not to let my guard down around him. He said my mother was right, so he truly cannot be sorry.
“What happened between April
