The next moment, without another word or even a proper goodbye, the call was abruptly cut, leaving Silas staring at his phone in mild disbelief. He blinked once, then twice, before shaking his head with a rueful chuckle.
"Like brother, like sister," he muttered under his breath, slipping the device back into his pocket. "Never bother to listen to the full story."
There was something oddly fond in his voice, though-a quiet amusement at how predictably chaotic the Vale siblings could be.
Meanwhile, Avery was still half-glaring at Daniala, who was busy avoiding eye contact. The tension was thin as thread when Avery's phone began to buzz in her hand.
Her eyes flicked to the screen, and the name flashing on it made her groan aloud. "Oh, great," she muttered, rubbing her temple. "The brother who made me suffer through Uncle Ray's dull lectures decides to call now."
Daniala arched an amused brow but stayed silent, clearly interested in the incoming chaos.
