Warrick’s POV
After I shower I step out into my room, relieved to see that Hadley actually listened to me and has left me alone. I put on my boxers and some sweatpants and sigh. I wish that I could fix this messed up situation, but I am not even sure where to start. Everything seems to be going to sh*t.
“I guess I’ll start with the damn night stand.” I mumble to myself, while making my way to the side closest to the bathroom door. I dig around and find nothing. There isn’t much in there, just some old condoms and lube.
I walk towards the other side of the bed. This side is my primary sleeping side, so when I start to dig through the nightstand there are actually valuable items. I carefully place them on my bed. My fathers tiny gold dagger, that has been passed down for at least 4 gener
