Reina’s POVThe dry chuckle that left my throat told me that wasn't me. It couldn't be me. I wasn't running insane, neither was I thinking too much. It wouldn't have been Kelvin. Kelvin had barely been taken hours ago and…take a breath. I conjured within myself. My heart slammed so hard against my chest that I didn't know if it was right. “ That wouldn't be him” I mouthed out at Richard who had a painful expression on his face. His mouth was slightly open with his eyes peering down at me. “ You have promised me that you will come with him,” I continued. I had been lying down, but I had heard him promise me before stepping out. I took feeble steps until my arms were on his. “ Right?” I continued. He clawed at his trousers, a smile lingered on his lips as he paused before snapping his head at me. “ Yes, that cannot be kelvin” That was all that I needed to hear and know. His words would go a long way, and they did. “ Yes, it cannot be him,” I concurred. Summoning the same word he had

Richard's POVWith my back turned, I listened for the resounding sound of the car as it drove away, and I let out a sigh as it escaped from my lips. “ You aren't going to chase after her and ask her to stay?” Ryan asked. I sauntered down, trying so hard not to turn around. I would rather not see the tail of the car as it drove away. If I did, I was sure that I would race after it in a bid to stop Reina from going away. “ I should?” My hands trailed the edge of the oak wood. “ Why should I? She would rather not stay with me” I could feel the taste that lingered on my lips as I tried to hold myself back. “ Daisy said I should. I can't go ahead to stop her. She is a grieving woman” “ And you are too. Why are you looking beyond that? You are also grieving and you need attention as much as she does, so why this?”I ran my tongue over my lips. My heart wrenched from pain. “ We were taught to hold our pain since we were little, weren't we? Let me soak in mine while I come out stronger. O

Richard's POVI bit so hard into my lips that the taste of blood filled it, with a hand weaving through my hair, I was frustrated. Another dead end but I knew that I couldn't give up, not when Kelvin was out there. Fuck. I cursed, kicking hard against the stone stomped hard in front of me with arms akimbo. I needed to think. Think Richard, you have to do that. I chide myself, whispering still to myself. With a long last glance at the house that reminded me of all that I wanted to forget, I swept a long glance through it before walking in strides to the car.“ How are you feeling?”“ Numb” I answered innocently, my mind was a mess. A wrecking mess that threatened to go off at any time and I needed to get out of here. Ryan's hands strayed to my shoulders, squeezing it hard. “ He is fine. Kevin is okay” he assured me. I was still and silent because I couldn't say a thing. Nothing makes any sense to me at the moment. “We have to leave. Time is precious, and we have to put it to work”

Richard's POV“I am fine,” I assured Reina while we were driving down to the Kourtney's, just to make sure that Kelvin was home and he was there. That he was doing fine, just like they had said also. “ Richard…”“ Reina…!” I snapped with hands on the steering wheels when I took a deep breath. I was messed up, and I wasn't supposed to act this way. “ I am sorry. Gosh, I am and…”“ It is fine” she squeezed my shoulder blade hard before directing my gaze back to the light which had turned green. “ Let's go home, make sure that the kids are fine and then we will go home”“ Home?” Home was anywhere she was. Wherever was home to her was where I wanted to be. She was my home. Fuck this messed up version of me right now, but I would do everything to have her with me. Back at our home. together. “ Richard… I am going back home with you. Our home. Where I am supposed to be” I blinked back the tears in my eyes, the one that I didn't even know was there. When exactly had it come up that I didn

Reina's POV The dry chokes that turned into full-blown tears drained me as I let him weep on my shoulders. All of his high resolve, his gentle sneering. His cool act that he had been putting up for a while now crumbling when he was in my arms, weeping. “ Everything will be fine” my hands drifted to the plush doll he was holding. His grip on it was so tight that there was no way anyone could take it out. When he was done, he pulled away, his eyes boring into mine. “ Thank you. For this. For letting me do this. Thank you” “It is what I am supposed to do. Make sure that you are fine. That is something I should always do”.I swallowed because it seemed like he didn't believe me, or rather he was still getting over what had just happened “ You aren't entitled to it. I am supposed to be the strong man and not to weep on your shoulders but now… I have messed it up”Placing my index finger on his lips, I nodded at him not to say a word. “Can you be still? I mean, with everything going on