Chapter 159

"He's so broken," I whisper, tears of despair rolling down my face. "He doesn't...he doesn't look like... Vance." I look into Silas's blue eyes and sob. "He doesn't look like Vance!"

"Hey, listen to me." He lifts my gaze to him when I hang my head. "What did Vance hate more than anything when it came to you?"

"To see me cry," I whisper, and Silas nods.

"Exactly, so you're going to pull yourself to