Chapter 8

• ELIJAH’S POV
• I returned to a silent house. It was jarring. For five years, I always opened my door to the words, ‘welcome, honey,’ spoken in a disgustingly saccharine tone but today the house was silent. It worsened the anger I was already feeling.
• Right from when we were younger, Ri liked to throw tantrums. She was a person that would sulk and cry and play the victim all the time. I went to their home often and a lot of times, she was never there because she liked to run away from home when things didn’t go her way.