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"My dear niece, you must know that we did not have any devious intentions by having the memorial. We simply wanted to help you, ease your burden. Xavier was to invite you..."
Uncle Travis turned to his son, seeming genuinely stumped by his son's actions as he waited for an explanation from him.
"I sent a message this morning. I apologize for the short notice. A lot was going on. It was an oversight."
Xavier words did not match his contrite expression. His words were more of a matter fact, a coldness to them. His father didn't seem to see through him as I had- and as Axle had as he watched him with his own cold and intimidating expression that built the tension in the room.
My hand entwined with his own, tightening slightly to reassure him and keep him from doing what I knew he was
