Silver’s POV
Elliot was finishing getting dressed when I went into our bedroom. I had my arms folded across my chest as I watched him put on his best suit and fix his hair in the full-length mirror. He looked at me in the mirror and then turned to face me.
“Can you help me put this tie on?” He asked, holding out his maroon tie for me.
My body felt numb; I was on autopilot as I walked toward him and took the tie from his hands. I wrapped it around him and started to tie it just as my father taught me to do when I was young. He always told me it was my womanly duty to help men with their ties, so I made it a point to learn how to tie one.
“Are you going out this evening?” I asked him, knowing it was a stupid question.
“Hmm,” he hummed, not giving me any other indication of what he w
