Remy's pov
Despite the hate letters, and all the vile messages we were all receiving from Huxley and Owen's father, we were still able to get through the week. The weekend had promises of fun. What a sad lie. No one was excited when Saturday rolled in.
It felt like any other day.
Penelope has refused to speak to Weston, and I know him, he won't talk to her either. It's clear that they have regrets but they don't want to be the one to make the first move. Huxley and Owen are out for the weekend to train with their father. Penelope saw them off.
She looked so uncomfortable. Like she knows they won't come back the same.
Relenting a sigh, I tapped the hardwood of my desk. Thinking about what I could actually do to fix this.
I can't help the twins. Not without getting on the bad sid
