Despite how guilty I felt, I took a few days off work. In fact, Xavier told me I wasn't allowed to come into work until at least Thursday. That was the last we heard from him too. He went radio silent and fell off the face of the earth as well. No one had seen him at work or anywhere. I got worried but Atticus shrugged it off. Apparently, Xavier liked to be completely alone when dealing with his own personal emotions. I felt very guilty for causing him such distress.
Finally, it was Friday and Xavier had popped back into existence. He sent a simple text reading 'alive' to his brother. I checked and he was in his office. I got dressed quickly. Atticus watched me with a furrowed brow.
"I have to go apologize to him." Atticus's eyes softened. He knew the guilt was eating me up and he sighed
