POV: Haven
I'm curled up on the living room couch reading a book with the TV playing in the background. Today was a dream of being in the library. It's my favorite room in Raphael's house.
"Haven!" I jumped from Raphael, bursting through the door and yelling my name. He looks angry. Did I do something wrong? "Yes?" I put the book on the coffee table and stood up from the couch.
I suddenly got this sudden urge to hug him. I felt like he might need a hug, so I did just that. Raphael freezes, unsure of what to do at first, but he soon wraps his arms around me sighing in content. I think he really needed this.
I, however, don't. I can feel all of his pain. It's overwhelming. He's hurting so much. When I reach my pain tolerance I pull away from him. "Sorry, I don't know why I did that." I
