Yasmyn's POV
I didn’t know what expression I had on my face , but judging by the way Selena’s shoulders stiffened , it wasn’t a pleasant one . Or at least I think so .
The room suddenly felt too small for the three of us. Too full of truths that had lived in the shadows for far too long.
Silas did not move a bit . He stood near the window like a man awaiting a sentence, not daring to speak, not daring to leave. I could feel his eyes on me, but I refused to meet them. If I did, I wasn’t sure what would come out of my mouth.
A scream. A laugh. Or something worse. So I thought it would be better if I stayed quiet. That was what Silas told me repeatedly anyways . The walls do have ears.
It's ironic because he was behind the close walls when he did the thing with my mother and look who
