Silence wrought harshly on Ophelia as she watched Valerio and Adrian pondering over what she had revealed to them.
She took a step back unconsciously, watching them nervously and Ezra, standing back up from where he was leaning against the wall, stepped to stand behind her and placed his hand on her elbow.
Bringing his lips to her ears, he whispered only loud enough for her to hear, "you're fretting too much, darling." He reminded her gently.
Ophelia knew that she was, however, his lips brushing against her brow softly from behind caused a shiver to run down her spine as she stood there. He sensed that and a small smile appeared on his lips, unknown to anyone in his vicinity.
"Jenna killed our dad?" Valerio gasped out, looking up at Ophelia with a heartbroken expression.
Now it was
