Chapter 167

us,

"Welcome home!" I cheerfully say as Silas and I walk together inside our house. We're not alone. Sabrina and Knox are with

and they were with me when I went to bring Silas from the hospital today.

I'm glad that Knox is here because Silas needs somebody to help him feel better. Frankly, I need some help too because I don't really know how to make him feel better. Ever since learning that he won't be able to play football for a long time, he has been feeling down. I hate that I'm helpless. I wish there was something I could do, but I can't. I have already informed Mum that I won't be able to go to the office for the next month and I will work from home because I don't want to leave Silas alone.

I have never seen him in such a state, but I want to cheer him up. I want him to know that this isn't the end of the world. I wish I could read his mind to help him deal with all the atrocious thoughts running through his head. I want him to know that he can lean on me. "Thanks," he mumbles, giving me a smile that I know is fake. I know how his real smile looks like. It's beautiful and bright and reaches his eyes. This one is dull and barely noticeable.

"Let's get you to the living room," Knox tells him as he walks towards him to help him, but Silas stops him.

"I want to get used to these crutches. I'm going to be using them for a long time," he says. The doctors suggested using a wheelchair for the next ten days, but Silas was strongly against the idea and insisted on using the crutches instead.

Most of our family members are already here. It's a small gathering for welcoming Silas home. We're all glad that he's okay, and wish that he can understand that; however, all he's focused on is his inability to play football.

He already knows that our family is here. They suggested to make the whole gathering a surprise for him, but I was against that. I know that he is not in the best state and any surprise may result in a negative effect. "We made your favorite dishes," I say, looking at him.

soft kiss on my

better?"

not used to this version of Silas. He gives short replies, avoids eye contact and doesn't smile. This isn't the Silas I'm used to. I want the

that version back. I love seeing his beautiful smile and I will do my

Aniyah, Holden and I head to the kitchen to bring the food to the table. Since it's a lunch gathering, we opted for making various types of salads and sandwiches. Honestly, I haven't made anything. I just bought the ingredients yesterday and left everything for Mum, Naomi, Aniyah, Holden and Lily to make food that Silas

that it's going to be a hard task, but Silas deserves the

bad mood?" Lily asks me

stay like

can't get over the fact that my siblings and Aniyah are teens. I still can't seem to forget how little they were one day and how Silas and I used to

mean injured. I mean the way he's feeling. This isn't

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mini sandwiches on the plate for a moment. "Let's just go," I murmur as I

on the dining table and make

to make you a plate?" I smile at Silas. He is forcing himself to stand on the crutches. I know how he looks when he's in pain and I understand that he doesn't want to

start making plates for the two of us and make sure to put everything he likes on

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