Lynx's POV
Looking the girl of your dreams in the eyes should be a wonderful thing. Yet, Brie's amber eyes held nothing but betrayal, pain, and uncertainty. The only way for her to trust me was for her to talk to Oliver himself and I just thank the heavens that he was in the mood for social interaction.
“I-I didn't mean to scare you," Oliver apologized.
Sh*t, I hadn't really thought this through. Brie doesn't speak, and Oliver can barely remember that his name is Oliver at times. Should I have just let her think the worst of me instead of bringing her here with me?
“Brie doesn't talk," I informed him.
The last thing we needed was anyone getting their feelings riled up due to a misunderstanding. More so Oliver and his emotional state. We've been working on getting a handle on his emoti
