Travis' POV

　　"How are you feeling?" I asked gently, stroking the soft texture of Alyssa's dark hair as she lay on the bed.

　　"Rough," Was all Alyssa said. She seemed subdued, her eyes not particularly focusing on a specific point, she just stared into space. Alyssa definitely wasn't herself at this moment.

　　'What are you going to do?' Clayton asked as he appeared into my mind 'If you're as seething as I am...'

　　I cut off his words immediately ...