Quinn stood in his mother’s office, staring at the back of her black leather chair. It was nearing on 24 hours when Reece left and she hadn’t left her office since. She didn’t turn around when he entered a half hour ago and she wasn’t speaking. Her breathing shifted from steady to heavy as she fought back tears.
“Mother,” Quinn said again. The silence growing louder the longer she ignored him. Corinne stood, pushing the chair into the desk. The bang quietly echoed.
Corinne stepped around the desk and stood in front of her son, leaning on the counter behind her. “Your brother is gone,” she said, her glossy blue eyes were filled with sadness. The endless blue made his chest ache. It was as though her sorrow was tangible, choking him, making him wish Reece wasn’t evil and vindictive.
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