Chapter 223 Let's Pretend

• “Sylvester’s POV”
• Stradanie had insisted on accompanying us to drop off the twins, a decision I was reluctant to accept. But the alternative—leaving her alone to cry in the quiet suffocation of her room—was even less appealing.
• Before long, we were all snugly secured in the helicopter, its rhythmic hum carrying us over sprawling landscapes. When we landed, our prepared SUV stood waiting at the strip, gleaming under the midday sun.