Raven’s POV
After what Everleigh said to me yesterday, I was in depth of the dark sea. I feel drowning from my own thoughts. Never had a chance to explain all my sides, thought, particularly, my fault to shook my head instead to nod. I wanted her to trust me, but it's me, lying is the reason of her wrath.
I shouldn't have lied, if I wanted her to trust me, I shouldn't have. Instead, I should have just tell him partially of my identity. That would be great for her to accept me bits by bits.
I'm so stupid.
Currently, I'm standing on her closed door, holding the tray for her lunch. She doesn't want to come out, so I made her breakfast, and here lunch so she can eat in her room.