I sat across from Silas in silence. The place he had chosen wasn’t fancy, but it wouldn’t be my usual go to. Luckily, I had the sense to forgo the ripped jeans and tank top but I still got looks with my leather jacket. It was nice, it just definitely wasn’t my scene but Silas fit right in. He was wearing slacks and a button up shirt. Not tie but he had cuff links for f***s sake. I’d never felt like the disappointment of a little sister before but here we were.
We had ordered drinks, they came. We ordered our food and were waiting on it but he still hadn’t said a word to me. I wasn’t about to break the silence. Not after the yelling match we had in the forest and not after holding him back from killing our father. I knew who I was. The issue was that Silas didn’t.
Noah asked me about how
