Raven
As Richard left the penthouse, a sudden wave of loneliness enveloped the spacious living room. I watched him go, his usually confident stride now hesitant, his expression clouded with worry. I couldn't help but wonder what had transpired to unsettle him so deeply.
His departure left me with a gnawing sense of unease. Richard was not one to show vulnerability easily, so whatever had happened must have been significant. Despite my efforts to push away the ominous thoughts, my mind kept circling back to worst-case scenarios.
In an attempt to calm my racing thoughts, I turned to prayer, hoping fervently for Richard's safety and well-being. I knew I had to trust that he would handle whatever had come his way.
Needing a distraction from my worries, I decided to take a shower. The warm
