MAGNOLIA
The cars were at speed, the miles were flying so fast, and we were distancing away from our homes, but my mind was firmly stuck on one thing.
Grandma Philips is dead.
She's the last family Eugene had. I can't begin to assume how this will crush him. He had forced himself to survive Ralph's death, and now again, Reign took another from him.
While I watched Reign from the other side of the backseat, I wondered a lot of things. Like, doesn't he need a family? What does it feel like to be a murderer? Even worst, a murderer of your own family?
I had cowered, squeezing myself against the door of the vehicle, my eyes staying alerted at every move he made. I didn't want him to touch me, and somehow he respected that.
He looked disturbed, but I could only think of one thing that
