Chapter 13

Calliope stood so close to Silas she could catch the scent of his cologne, a comforting blend of cedarwood and something warm, like cinnamon.

Her eyes flicked up to meet his, and a flutter of panic stirred in her chest.

She had always focused on Gideon, holding Silas in a sort of reverent awe. Despite having helped him once before, her feelings for Silas had always been more about respect, and maybe a touch of intimidation.

Silas was a few years older than her, and to top it off, he was Gideon's uncle. Every time she saw him, it was like facing a stern elder, and for reasons she couldn't explain, it always made her feel a pang of guilt. But now, standing so close to him, she realized how blind she had been.

Silas was handsome, capable- the kind of man she should have noticed long ago. Yet, she had wasted so much time chasing after Gideon, who was nothing short of a jerk.

Sure, Silas was her husband now, but it wasn't like she had won him over in any fairytale fashion. Their relationship had been built on a deal, and that made her feel a bit uneasy.

Silas handed her phone back to her. Calliope glanced up, swallowing nervously.

you back?" she

happy to see me?" Silas's lips curled into a slight smile, his

a moment, Calliope felt as though she were lost

broken body out of that hellish place, his face filled with anger and determination. It was a scary memory, yet somehow brought her a sense of safety that only Silas

her surprise, he hadn't turned her down. Even though helping her didn't seem

your home; you should come back whenever you want," Calliope said

replied softly, his voice like velvet. "Adah's

"Okay."

to

knowing he would be

was mutual, but if Silas wanted to exercise his marital rights,

thoughts, Calliope absentmindedly picked at

on the other side of town, Gideon

each call go unanswered. It suddenly

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