Lvii- fight

Raffa's POV

"You can talk to her, Raffa. You have to do this,"

I took a deep breath after I convinced myself. But the preparation I made wasn't enough. I'm still nervous and never lose it.

I was still out of the house because I watched Harren's departure after delivering it. I thought I was going to lose my temper because I was alone, but it would be even worse.

I could feel the sweat of my hand as I held the doorknob. I'm sure they didn't lock it up because I texted my older brother to go home while traveling here, he was responding.

Go ahead. Open...