"I don't know, I have no idea," Silas said with a shrug as he settled into the couch.

ivy looked at him, but she couldn't tell if he was angry or exhausted. He was frowning, and that blood... that small stain at the edge of his lips made her uncomfortable.

What would be the first conversation?

She dropped the letter and sat beside him. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and she rested her head on his chest.

"What happened?" she asked softly, rubbing his thigh.

"Thomas," Silas replied. His voice was thick with anger, making her sit upright.

"You guys had a fight?" she asked, her heart pounding. This was the worst possible time for a brotherly feud.

"He pushed me," he snapped, then told her everything. "It was weird."

Ivy bit her lip, unsure how to react. Thomas was with strange men with tattoos, it was almost unbelievable.

"Maybe they were discussing something else," she said quietly, trying to ease the tension.

But it only made things worse. Silas clenched his jaw, his eyes blazing with

rage. "Something else? We're in the middle of a crisis, and he's keeping secrets?"

His tone startled her, and she reached up to touch his face, hoping to calm him. He nuzzled into her hands, closing his eyes.

"It might be for your own good. I'm sure he has his reasons."

Silas didn't respond, but his anger still simmered.

She traced his lips gently with her fingers, but he flinched.

"Sorry," she whispered and kissed him. Then she turned. "Monica?"

Monica appeared almost immediately.

"Please get the first aid kit," Ivy told Monica who nodded and left.

Theresa joined them in the living room. When she saw Silas's lips, her eyes widened.

"What happened to you?"

"Thomas," Silas replied flatly, his voice still tinged with annoyance.

Theresa didn't react, as if it wasn't the first time something like this had happened between them.

Ivy squeezed his hand, then picked up the letter. "What do we do about this?"

"What is that?" Theresa asked.

Ivy told her. "It's getting crazy."

Theresa folded her arms. "We can't take this, it's not fair!" Her voice cracked.

Before Ivy could respond, Monica returned with a small box.

it from her. She opened the kit, dabbed some antiseptic on

still until she was

injection if it's

not," Silas replied.

returned to pack up the

the room, her eyes full of worry. "How do

Silas admitted. "I'm

delivered?"

we were about to enter, we

entrance. The letter was under it when Bud tried to move

“So we can say nobody in your

sent a shiver down Ivy's spine. "How do we know she

looked at

"You

a rock in front of the house. We know the letter is from Rosie,

then stood up. "Only one way to find

Theresa followed him down the hallway, past

with one guard

his seat, knocking over

"Sir," he said quickly.

need

gate?" the guard

Silas

monitors and pressed some buttons. Moments later, he found the

the house and a figure stepped out. Ivy already knew it

still dressed in the

a rock and gently placed it in front of the gate. Then she returned to the car, brought out a spray can, wrote something on the ground, before

What did

The guard did.

Theresa read aloud. Then

bitch it's a stone, not a rock.

did the guard not see Rosie doing all

the guard stammered.

"That call just took

sir, I have

off, raising a hand, "Get your things. I don't want to

but Silas had already walked out. Ivy and Theresa followed, though Theresa was stomping and muttering curses under her breath. "Silas," ivy called, reaching for

to steady her.

hugged her. "I'm

of fear of breaking down, but

saw Aria in the

pink luggage

going to sort out

her brows

why

spend

safe out there," Theresa said.

Aria snapped,

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