~ Madeline ~
Silver all but stood over me as I ate breakfast, the silence comfortable and easy. Even with all the time that had passed the years of distance that had changed us both, Silver was still the same guy. He was still quiet and composed, slow to anger but quick to find compassion for the other person. He truly was an empath, though he tended towards a more cool controlled exterior that tended to keep others at arms length.
When I was finished eating he took me back to the kitchen for us to put away our dishes and then lead me through a new part of the house and up a long spiraling stair case. “Are we going to the tower?” I asked curiously following a couple steps behind Silver’s slender back up the dimly lit staircase.
“Indeed.” Silver agreed easily.
Memories from before wer
