R A V E N N A
Morgan was the first person I saw as soon as I woke the next morning.
Zane was out before I woke up, and I walked down the stairs to meet the hideous face of Morgan, sitting on my couch with a smug grin.
"Why, good morning, Ravenna. Nice to see you finally awake."
"How did you get in?" I was ready to attack, but then a thought struck me.
She crossed her legs, smirking. "How I got in shouldn't be your problem. This is my husband's house, remember? I helped build and design it."
"Ex. Ex husband, Morgan. And you haven't answered my question."
"I heard about your child's disappearance. Poor boy. He's probably dead by now. I can't imagine how Zane feels. He definitely needs me. A shoulder to cry on, like old times. I'd surely enjoy comforting him because you clearly failed
