Ravi's POV

Call me stupid and wicked for sending an injured man out if his own room and I would definitely agree with you. I felt bad for going but I didn't possess the strong will to stand up and apologize... Besides I'm not sure my large ego would let me pass the door... Well that was what I thought about till I heard a crash down stairs and found Nicholas glaring at the broken vase.

"Nicholas!" I yelled, rushing over to him before he stepped on a piece of glass. "What the hell?"

What the hell is going and-and why does he look like he is high on something....