MERRICK
My hands were folded across my chest as I pinned my brother with a look, a cold stare. His expression was nothing like what he had whenever Avalon was around and, right now, he looked more like the Asher that I had grown up with.
But this doesn’t mean that I forgive him.
It was far from it, but if he wanted to talk, and it seemed important, I was going to listen. But only because it had to do with Avalon.
He handed his phone to me, I stared down at the black screen contemplating if I wanted to even have this discussion or head back to Avalon.
“Please, just take a look at it...” You’re calm for a hot head. But I guess that’s what guilt does to you.
He had been humbled, temporarily. I knew this.
I let out a sigh but reached for the phone and turned the screen on. There was a v
