Can’t Win Me Back

Rose stood behind Silas, her heart initially unsettled. Her lips were pressed thinly together.

However, she nearly broke into a smile after hearing Silas’ remark.

Silas possessed a formidable ability to dismantle a convict in court and ruthlessly exploit someone’s vulnerabilities with his words.

“Nonsense! I’ve never had my face done!” Lydia retorted, hastily covering her stiffened face, a mix of shame, anger, and guilt consuming her.

Silas shook his head. “It’s not your fault for aging, but it’s not right to run around scaring people off with that face either.”

Lydia seethed with outrage, feeling her blood boil at his audacity.

“Who are you to Rose?” Jamie interjected, clinging to her mother and demanding an answer.

“Who am I to Rose?” Silas mused, touching the inside of his cheek with his tongue before turning to Rose with a serious expression. “Ms. Emerson, she wants to know my role in your life.”

her

take the liberty of calling myself your boyfriend,” Silas

and Jamie’s

could this sophisticated

looked down shyly,

reached for her cold hand, intertwining his fingers with

of your cruelty and shamelessness. I wanted to see just how low you could stoop,” Silas remarked coolly, his demeanor exuding a

both of you devils in action,” he added,

Rosie?

blinked away the moisture from her eyes, feeling a

her teeth. “This concerns only the Emersons. I don’t

as well..” Silas rubbed his cheeks, his gaze sharp enough to deter anyone from meeting it

mother has never spoken an