There was a long couch with a glass table in front of it. A bottle of wine sat there with two glasses, showing that someone had been drinking not too long ago. The sight hit her hard. It reminded her of the moment she caught Scott and Betty together. Tears burned her eyes as she stared at the table. This was not something she wanted to remember, not after all she had faced in the last twenty four hours.
"Miss Stones..." Rina called in a soft tone.
Riley turned her head and her eyes moved to the bed. It was covered in a black bedspread, with red pillows standing out against it. On the other side of the bed, a man laid there, his hand pressed to the right side of his lower chest as if holding in pain. He looked like he was posing without even trying.
