C45 Healing Touch

I let go of Ace’s hand and gasped as we walked through his front door. The house was destroyed.

Furniture was torn up, wallpaper and picture frames had been ripped from the walls, the bookcase in the living room was tipped over, and glass from the shattered windows littered the floor.

I could barely believe my eyes. I’d left in such a hurry to get away from Ace after our fight