Chapter 30 Book 1: Chapter 30

• I poured a full glass of bourbon and chugged the whole thing. Setting the glass down gently on the table, I looked at Silas for the first time since I started talking. My eyes widened as his eyes met mine, tears streaming down his face. He was rigid, except that the glass in his hand trembled slightly. Panic started to set in and I scooted closer to him on the couch. Gently taking the glass out of his hand and setting it on the table, I brushed some of the tears from his cheeks.
• “Hey…hey…there is no reason to cry. It’s all in the past.”
• Silas shook his head for a quick moment before more tears spilled from his eyes. I hushed him, wiping them away with my left hand. His hands came up and wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me against him. My forehead ended up resting against his shoulder and I slowly wrapped my arms around him as well.