Too Close to the Line

Hazel’s Pov

“Who was that man?”

His voice stopped me mid-step when I stepped into the house, not noticing him until he spoke.

I turned slowly, my bag still hanging from my shoulder. Silas stood behind me, arms crossed, his eyes sharp like he had been waiting for me to walk in. The question caught me off guard—not because I didn’t understand it, but because I didn’t understand him.

“What man?” I as