Harsh Truths

***Kaelen***

"Here are the new files, your dad wants you to look over them," Rachel, Dad’s assistant, said as she stepped into my office, carefully keeping her eyes off the wall.

I barely looked up. She hadn’t liked coming in here since the portraits of Cella went up. Couldn’t even glance at them. Too raw, maybe. Too real.

"Thanks," I muttered.

She left without another word. The Door shut. Silence