Elaris's POV
The door swung open and Torren stumbled into the room, while Darius followed behind him. He exhaled a tired sigh, which hinted that he had tried his best to keep Torren away, but the bastard was just so adamant about being a nuisance.
His gaze wandered through their room at Mom, Dad, and me, brows narrowed, eyes slowly growing hooded and watchful.
He looked to be trying his best to pin out what was amiss in the room, but he just couldn't.
Dad was on the visitor end of the office, and I was in my seat, and Mom was already leaning against my desk with a pen and paper in her hand, pretending like she was just taking notes of something I was saying.
We pretended to pause at his entry and continued immediately like he hadn't just interrupted. The trick wasn't to act suspicious. Then he could just be suspicious but would be able to prove nothing.
