C43 My brute
Surprised, I stared at him. He knew what intentions his sister had?
Turning to him slowly, Syl tilted his head. Icy blue eyes were harsh. "Why?"
Oliver gulped, losing his tie slightly. "S-she wanted to meet you personally. To…to apologize. She regrets her behavior towards Cassandra."
I frowned. What was he talking about? Regret
