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A promise made is a debt unpaid.

~Robert W. Service

Raphael

After spending the rest of my day with Lyra, I couldn’t seem to get enough of her. Her presence brought a certain calm to my life and I wanted to feel that at all times. Especially after getting back to my parents― my father and biological mother at each other’s throats as my stepmother tried to step in and my older sister quietly watched them sipping on her margarita, it was never too early to be drinking in our household.

“There you are.” My sister announced and all eyes snapped to me.

Great, just what I needed, I knew my sister had probably been trying to get away from our parents and whatever where arguing about but had failed miserably, but now that I was here, she had her opportunity and was not going to let it slip away, it was always like this.

“Raphael, where have you been?” My mother went straight to scolding.

Unlike most parents and children, mine and I rarely shared pleasantries when we met, it was always some s