It's My Fault

DON’S P.O.V

The journey home was meant to take two hours but we were home in less than that. I wasn’t sure what time exactly or how it happened but I was already running out of the car the moment it rolled into a stop in the garage.

I ran into the mansion and looked frantically around.

I was losing it. My mind was out of place and all of my thoughts were jumbled together. I haven’t felt this way in a long time. The last time I felt like my whole life was crumbling was when Elyse ran off from home when we had an argument that revolved around her not being allowed to go to my club or any club at all. I lost contact with and I almost went crazy while looking for her. She was the only one that kept me sane and gave me light in the darkness of my life. Her bright exuberance adds color to my dark life.

Words can’t explain how relieved I was when she came back home herself. She was in tears and told me she almost got raped but was saved by a stranger who took her home.

Weird how that strange