After Sophie and I finished breakfast, we waited in the living room curled up on the sofa enjoying the quiet, waiting for Darius and Anya to arrive. They both walk in with tense expressions on their faces some time later, which doesn't look like they'd solved any of their issues. Sophie jumps up and runs over to Anya, throwing her arms around her, and Darius just looks at them, lost and broken.
Clearing my throat to get his attention, I tilted my head, standing up and I walked off towards the kitchen, indicating for him to follow me. Once we entered the room, I turned to look at my brother. "What's going on man ? " I asked him, crossing my arms over my chest, leaning back against the work surface.
He shrugs his shoulders." I don't know, man. It's like we were connecting, and then she's
