I was once in love

#Chapter45 I was once in love

/"Don't you think I know that?! She's my daughter for heaven's sake!/"

Silence is what is left after those words have been spilled. An ant crawling, on the ground beneath us, can be heard. No one dares to break the silence screaming loudly in our ears and everyone's tongue is tied. Even a funeral is a party compared to this dead room. Tristan's grip around my waist tightens with tension, but I don't bother asking him to loosen his hold.

/"I can't./" Henry's shoulders deflate in defeat. His elbows lean on his vanished desk and he buries his head in his palms.

/"W-What are you trying to say?/" My voice comes out like a whisper, as I try to comprehend the message he's trying to convey.

/"Sit down. Both of you./" He commands us.

We don't argue and we just follow his instruction, taking our seats on the comfortable leather arm chairs.