Rayvn’s POV

“Holy fucking airball!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Clothes were everywhere, the chairs were upside down, the TV on the wall had a great big crack that looked new.

“What is going on?!” I cried, and he held me from the back.

“It's okay, it's okay.” He consoled me.

And it wasn't just Emily under the rubble we dug up, the other lady too. The one Damon had been parading for years.

“Please tell me you're alright.” I begged Emily, feeling for a pulse.

Their clothes were bloodstained and she looked worse than I'd ever seen her.

Like she took multiple blows to the face....