It all clicked. Leon and Caspian had both been making regular appearances in Silas's hospital room, completely winning over Silas and Lucille. The only problem was, they each favored a different guy, which was precisely what had sparked their argument.
This was exactly what they had been bickering about before I walked in.
And now that I was here, they had forcefully dragged me into the debate, demanding I pick a side.
"Selena, why don't you just settle this? Tell us, you like Leon better, right? Leon has been good to you for ages. Caspian is just some new arrival. When it comes to history, Caspian can't even compete," Silas insisted.
"So a newcomer can't be better than the first option? By that logic, the absolute first option was Fer—" Lucille snapped back fiercely, the name already tumbling off her tongue before she brutally swallowed it back down.
My heart shot into my throat, and I clenched my fists.
Lucille was about to say Ferris's name.
But that name was radioactive now. It was completely forbidden.
Thankfully, she managed to cut herself off. She shot me a rapid, deeply concerned look before quickly looking away.
I desperately needed to kill this conversation. "Please, both of you, stop arguing. Dr. Lennox and Dr. Cross are both wonderful. They are both my good friends, and there's no 'better' or 'worse' between them."
"Selena, your mother and I aren't talking about them being your friends. We're talking about them being your boyfriends. You're at the perfect age for this. You need to pick one of them," Silas pressed, refusing to let it go even as Lucille remained silent.



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