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Mason was murdered. It doesn't feel real. I was angry at him but I didn't want him dead. "What did you do, Cora," I asked knowing damn well what she did. "He fucked with you. No one fucks with you and gets away with it. We're not discussing this further, Levi. And don't you fucking dare be a rat. I hate rats." She warned. I felt so conflicted. What could I really accomplish? He was already dead. I hated that she hurt people. This is why mom said maybe she should be put away. So she can't hurt people anymore. It's too much. I walked out and locked myself in my room.

Each day brings a new tragedy.