"I told you before, there's no such thing as a hundred percent guarantee. But I'll

do my best. Things won't get any worse than they are now."

She took a thoughtful bite of her cheesecake, her gaze distant.

Valerian nodded, but he still looked like he had something on his mind.

Calliope glanced up at him. "If you've got something to say, just say it. If you're upset with me, I'd rather you be upfront. It's not like you all haven't complained before."

She was the picture of calm.

Valerian felt a little uneasy. But he couldn't help himself. "Callie, are you really that close to those brothers of yours?"

He kept thinking about what Lance had said earlier. Were those so-called adopted brothers of hers really that amazing? Did she actually like them that much? They weren't even her real brothers, so why did she care about them so much? Shouldn't she care more about her actual family?

look into Calliope's three "brothers." They'd met a few times before, but when he tried to dig deeper, he turned up absolutely nothing. It was like

Sutton, Norton Shepherd, or Julius Quillen, every lead went nowhere. They were

always known she had these "brothers," but he'd never

him more than

nodded, completely serious. "Of course I'm close to them. They spoil me rotten. How could

and Horatio like it was the most obvious

neglected her "honorary" brothers for them,

they would be back soon, and she planned to spend

the guys were the ones who showered her

she wanted to surprise them for

as she considered what to

be great, but they're not your real brothers. You should be careful," Valerian said, a

shot back, clearly annoyed. "Or is

looking out for you. You don't need

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