Titus’s POV.
I didn’t sleep well last night. Not after everything that happened yesterday. And no, it wasn’t because of the amount of coke I had in my system. It was because seeing my lil sis broken and alone, f*****g gutted me.
All our lives, Thea has been the one to cover up our mistakes, our messes. And not once have we been there for her. We always just put it down to her being quieter, more observant. But it wasn’t. It was because Troy and I both felt useless. It became a habit. That when we f****d up. We knew Thea would have a solution to get us out of the s**t we created.
Even when we were kids, and she had a rebellious stage that lasted three days. She still had our backs. She thinks we don’t know.
She thinks that she is alone, but she isn’t. We have always, in our own way, wal
