"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.

Monica," she said, taking it from her. She opened the kit, dabbed some antiseptic on a

remained still until

need an injection if it's deep," Theresa

not," Silas replied.

Ivy finished, Monica returned

room, her eyes full of worry. "How do we deal with

know," Silas admitted. "I'm

letter delivered?" Theresa

we were about to

under it when Bud tried

“So we can say nobody in your

down Ivy's spine. "How do we

Theresa looked at

"You

We know the letter is from Rosie, but how

head, then stood up.

and Theresa followed him down the hallway, past

with one guard sitting

knocking over a soda can when they

"Sir," he said quickly.

act, he didn't show it. "I need footage

the gate?" the

Silas

of the monitors and

car stopped in front of the house and a figure stepped out.

was still dressed in

took out a rock and gently placed it in front of the gate. Then she returned to the car, brought

in. What did she write?"

The guard did.

Theresa read aloud.

stone, not a rock. She's referring to

did the guard not see Rosie doing

stammered. "I...

his eyes. "That

I have

a hand, "Get your things. I

Theresa was stomping and

him to steady her. The fear was

and hugged her. "I'm sorry.

out of fear of breaking down, but she leaned

saw Aria in the hallway, with

holding pink luggage

"Where are you going? I'm going to sort out the letter incident. It won't happen

brows raised.

that's why

want to spend some time with

safe out there," Theresa said. "You

I won't!" Aria

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