WILLA’S POV
My hope continued to dwindle with each passing day that the twins refused to talk to each other. The day after the big fight, Calisto, who wouldn’t dare meet my gaze, requested to go to the Alfiero Manor to spend time with my parents.
I allowed him to, thinking that maybe it was what he needed. A space to breathe. An environment where he wasn’t all cooped up.
Gillian, on the other hand, stayed with me. But it was evident how quiet and subdued she had become.
She still played, of course. But I could tell she was growing lonelier and lonelier. I tried to be there for her as much as I could, trying to fill in the void that Calisto’s presence and company usually filled.
It just wasn’t enough, though. Because I wasn’t Calisto, and it was him who she wanted to talk to and play w
