sniffling loudly, wiping his damp cheeks on his hoodie sleeves, the help was appreciated, but an empty side of him ached for his brother. chewing anxiously on his lower lip, looking over*
Ravi should have known the doors to his damn were close to br!aking. He should have seen it. Connor cared too much world already. Too much love. It didn’t always way him down, but this pois!n he understood. It appeared his balm hadn’t been much help though. And apart of him-