"Addie… I'm sorry if we were too loud, and if things got heated," Levi whispered. "I know you don't like it when things spiral out of control, and when we fight among ourselves."
He spoke as if he were consoling her, yet it felt more like a quiet confession, as though he were reporting everything to her and waiting for her guidance. Only when Addison spoke, when she told them what to do or how to fix things, did Levi truly feel at ease. Because that meant she was fine.
But now, she was silent.
And that silence made his heart restless.
He hated seeing her like this. It felt as though something inside him was breaking.
Earlier, when he had asked Maxwell about such a private matter, it was surely out of curiosity and suspicion. But he only wanted to make sure nothing could hurt Addison again, especially if it was tied to secrets or a dangerous past. And given where Maxwell came from, anything involving him and the Dark Witches was bound to be dangerous.
