Eden’s Point of View

Why on earth did I do that? Of all the things I could have done, why did I slap him? I quickly followed him, but I wasn’t as fast, he slammed the door of his study room shut. I twisted the door knob, but it was locked from inside, it wouldn’t budge.

“Theron,” I called, as I pounded into the door. “Theron, I am sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

There was no response from him, I pound harder into the door, but there was still no response.

“Please open the ...