"So, are you going to let this old couple hang without telling us what happened?" Alex asked quietly, his focus already away from the TV and his sisters. Alex, obviously knew that his sisters had fallen into Brad's trap, but he was more interested in what had happened to Ian and Shelby than what his troublesome sisters were doing or facing.
Ian didn't answer right away. He sat still, swirling the deep red wine in his glass, eyes unfocused—as though he were watching memories unfurl on the surface. The soft clink of the liquid against glass was the only sound in the room for a long moment.
Even Brad turned his full attention to Ian as well, as though they were all very curious as to the events of the past few months.
Finally, Ian exhaled and slowly set the glass down with a faint clink and leaned back, folding his hands in his lap.
"You might not believe me," he began, voice low, almost hoarse. "It sounds like something pulled out of a novel… but it's the truth."
