C17 Guilty heart

Kaden's POV

The faint drops of rain hitting my window sill was enough to pry me awake from my drowsiness, as sleep seemed to have eluded me tonight. The lights were turned off, yet I could make out even the tiniest details in my study. The bookshelf stood like its own force towering above every other piece of furniture in the study, and the pile on the desk appeared like its own monstrousity