"You guys are Callie's brothers. Whatever makes you happy, I'm fine with it," Silas said, his tone casual.

Julius glanced up, a skeptical eyebrow raised. "Aren't you worried Callie might not agree?"

Silas shook his head. "Not really. If you guys are bold enough to bring this up, I figure you must have a way to get Callie on board. Anyway, that's your problem, not mine. If I used Callie as an excuse right now, I'm pretty sure none of you would buy it."

He was sharp, and none of them could deny that.

The three brothers exchanged glances, each nodding, temporarily satisfied.

"Oh, by the way, mind if I read your fortune?" Julius asked.

Silas barely hesitated. "Go ahead. You're Callie's brother. Whatever you want to know, knock yourself out."

Julius grinned, his curiosity piqued. "Alright, no holding back then."

my guest," Silas replied, just

out a battered old deck of tarot cards from his coat pocket. "Just

started shuffling, his face gradually growing more serious with

of unease. Julius

test. Sure, they needed to scrutinize him, but honestly, if anyone was good enough for Callie, well, it just might be this guy. She clearly liked him, and besides, who else

verdict?" Quentin asked as soon

both looked at

"You... I don't know

blinked. "What's that supposed

fog, and I can't see anything ahead for you. Not

didn't want her to have a tough future. He definitely didn't want her heart broken. But not being able to see anything at all? That was rare. And Silas, for all purposes alive and well, fast... didn't read

his skin

what do

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