Xavier's pov
It had been three hours since my father had kicked us out of my office... three hours in which none of us had said a word. The silence grew thicker and thicker as time passed by, because none of us had any intention of giving voice to the question we were all asking ourselves.
Three hours ... Emily had been in there, talking about the abuses she'd suffered, for three hours. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but I could feel her stress and pain through the bond. When my father forced us out to allow her to have some privacy, I thought it would be for fifteen minutes, thirty at most.
Clayton did so many horrible things to her it took over three hours to go through them all, and my heart clenched as I realized how many things Emily had kept to herself. Horrible things, terr
