SCATTERED DREAMES

　　TIARA

　　I scared the hell out of Mara when I burst into the house only two hours after I left.

　　“Son of a bitch! How dare he ask me for something like that? What does he think, that I’m his whore?” 

　　“Wow, Tiara, you’re back? Don’t tell me you went to beg Vincent.” 

　　“I hate him! I fucking hate him! I wished he would just die!” 

　　An eerie silence fell over the house. I could almost ...