Riley barely has time to steady his thoughts before the doorbell chimes sharply through the house.
The sound cuts across the heavy quiet like a blade, and for a heartbeat he almost misses it, still lost in the haze of wondering why Henry called Victoria in the first place.
His mind keeps circling the same question, the same uneasy guess.. is this the moment Henry finally ends it for good?
Henry turns to him with a calm that feels coaxing. "You can check on Skye, I'll be there in a few," he says evenly. His eyes hold Riley's for a breath, quiet but certain, as if he already knows what Riley is thinking.
Riley hesitates, his gaze flicking from Victoria who stands stiff and silent in the middle of the living room to Henry again. "What's this about?" he asks, his voice low.
"I said I'd promise with actions this time," Henry replies in the same hushed tone, the weight in his words unmistakable. "So you can trust me this time."
