While looking in the mirror, Raven fumbled with his necktie, growing more frustrated as time ticked away. He knew his father would be calling again, demanding that he hurry for the emergency meeting that evening.

Finally getting the tie right, Raven tilted his head to the side, catching a glimpse of Zerra through the mirror. She was curled up on his bed.

Ever since returning from the orphanage, she hadn’t stopped crying, feeling guilty for accidentally hurting little Billy. Raven hadn’t ...