Chapter 4

"Yes! His portrait is still hung on the living room's wall! You never returned home for the past three days, so it only makes sense that you've never seen it!"

I glared at Joshua furiously.

Joshua shook his head slowly before backing two steps away from us. He was quick to turn on his heel and bolt away like a madman.

Raphael looked at me worriedly. Then, he patted me on the shoulder gently.

I knew I must look absolutely heartbroken right now. I could tell based on the concerned look on Raphael's face. Still, I shook my head at him, not wanting to reveal my vulnerable side.

"I'll leave the cases to you then, Mr. Westwood."

"You can call me Raphael." Raphael smiled gently at me. "Just like before."

...

It was already midnight by the time I got home.

The lights in the living room were still turned on. I made a beeline toward my bedroom without bothering to look at Joshua, who froze before Benji's portrait.

"Honey…"

I stopped in my tracks. A mixture of shock and sorr