AZIEL'S POV
Over the next couple of weeks, I was a walking ball of rage. I didn't know how to describe it, but there was an anger working inside of me that I had no control of. I stayed away from everybody because I didn't want anybody to be caught in the line of fire.
I was angry at Anderson. He had killed my mother and later portrayed her to the world as a p********e. Plenty of media houses had contacted me for an interview to hear my own side of the story, but I had shut all of them down. I knew that no matter what I said, people would believe what they wanted to believe so I didn't even want to waste my time.
I was also angry at my mom, even though I knew it wasn't her fault, I couldn't help it. I know she did everything and anything in her power to make sure I was cared for, but
