"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.

dabbed some antiseptic on a

remained still until

an injection if

Silas replied.

Ivy finished, Monica returned to pack

eyes full of worry.

don't know," Silas admitted.

delivered?" Theresa

about to

entrance. The letter was under it when Bud tried to

hips. “So we can say nobody in your house works

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

looked at her

"You

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

up. "Only one

Theresa followed him down the hallway, past Ivy's

with one guard

knocking over

"Sir," he said quickly.

Silas noticed the act, he didn't show it. "I need footage from this afternoon. Someone dropped

gate?" the guard

Silas

and

car stopped in front of the house and a figure

still dressed in the same

of the gate. Then

did she

The guard did.

Theresa read

a stone, not a rock. She's

the

guard stammered. "I... was... on a

narrowed his eyes. "That call just took

I have

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

and Theresa followed, though Theresa was stomping and muttering curses under

to steady her. The fear was

turned and hugged her. "I'm sorry.

anything out of fear of breaking down,

they saw Aria in the hallway, with

holding pink luggage

you going? I'm going to sort out the letter incident. It

her brows raised. "What letter

thought that's why you

want to spend some time with my

out there," Theresa said. "You should stay

Aria snapped,

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