After watching Grace Thompson mysteriously whisk Olivia Thompson away, Charlotte's gaze turned to Annie.
A slight smile hung on the latter's face, her gaze lingering on Olivia even after the children were out of sight. The warmth in her sight was clear.
But Charlotte seemed to see another emotion in that gaze.
It was more of guilt and love.
Charlotte leaned back, and on the other side, Jordan, knowing they might have something to talk about, turned off the TV and yawned to Charlotte, "Sis, you guys go ahead with your chat, I'll go back to my room for a nap, won't disturb you."
Charlotte glanced at him and nodded in understanding.
Soon, only the three of them were left in the spacious living room. No one spoke in the quiet air; they could only hear each other's shallow and steady breathing.
Charlotte moistened her lips, deciding to be the one to break the awkward silence.