Heavy silence permeated the room, no one saying a word or even daring to breathe for what felt like hours.
"You're not saying anything," Asher tried to hide the devastation in his voice and he knew without being told that he had done a bad job at it.
His dad wasn't always bad, a little negligent maybe but he had a Mafia House to run so it was expected.
But it wasn't until this moment did he realize that he had been holding on to some sort of hope.
A little drop of it, that Gage would tell him he was mistaken, and his mom's death report had been a fluke.
"It's a little more complicated than that," Gage muttered, rubbing a hand over his face.
When Asher said nothing to that, he cursed and rubbed his eyes again to hide them tearing up.
"I don't want you to end up like Layla and I, that's why you have to end this now." He said in a much stronger voice.
