Irene's POV"You're kidding, right?" I asked, ignoring the pain in my chest as I tried to steady myself. "Tell me you are, Peris," I pleaded.But instead, he looked away, avoiding my gaze. I tried to grab his hand, but he pushed mine away. He turned to me. "It's not you, Irene... It's just that... My family can't have anything to do with yours," He said and then his eyes darkened. "I mean, your Dad is a traitor—""—You know that's not true!" I yelled, trying to defend my father. "My Dad would never do that."Peris chuckled. "Oh really... Then tell me why he is lying on the floor of your living room with his body torn to pieces like a worthless—" Before he could complete the words, someone spun him around and landed a punch on his face, sending him to the ground."Don't you dare talk about my Dad like that again, especially not in front of my sister!" Silas growled. Peris scoffed as he stood up. He wiped the blood that spilled out the corner of his busted lips. "I can see the little
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