Mrs Riley's POV

Ever since Raphael came back from wherever he went, I had never had a good moment of rest and sleep, I was always worried about him, not in the way you might think of. I was always wondering what he was plotting, what he was doing, what he was eating and where he was going. Not because I loved him, but because I hated him.

Every time I wished he had never been born, I wished I had aborted him a long time ago. I never expected him to come to Gramp's birthday party, but he ...