With the meeting with Lucian over, Leo honestly felt like a couple of years had been shaved off his life. He knew it wasn't her fault, but he shot a semi-resentful glare toward Lily, who had slightly flushed cheeks as they walked away from the mansion. The air was cool and quiet, the weight of Lucian's presence finally behind them.
"I'm sorry about my dad," Lily said at last, breaking the silence.
Leo waved a hand weakly. "I survived. Barely. I'll probably have nightmares about it, but… I'll live." He gave her a small smile to take the edge off his words.
That was when Morgan finally spoke up for the first time since the meal began hours ago. His voice was calm but had a faint tightness to it, like someone speaking through the remnants of a storm. "I should apologize too," he said. "I wasn't much help in there. I could see you were dying under his questions, but I… I wasn't even really there."
