Ivan's gaze shifted away from his brother's face, looking somewhat softened at the girl who captivated his brother's dreams.
"I want some water," Spencer spoke up again.
Summer met his eager yet innocent eyes, with only Mr. Marsh and her present now, as Andrew had left.
Mr. Marsh remained standing without moving, while Spencer's gaze stayed fixed on Summer's face.
Clearly, he had directed that statement towards her.
So Summer walked to the coffee table, crouched down to pour some warm water into a cup from the teapot, checked the temperature with her hand - just right, not too hot.
She handed the cup to him, but Spencer, with his injured hands, did not raise them, just lifted his eyes, child-like, staring at her.
Feeling a bit uncomfortable, Summer hesitated, with Mr. Marsh watching beside her.
Was she supposed to feed him too??
Spencer parted his lips, still staring at her intently.
Nevertheless, she helped him finish the water, then set the cup down and walked away.
As she left the room, she thoughtfully closed the door behind her.
Spencer remained seated on the sofa, eyes fixed on his shiny leather shoes, unsure of his brother's purpose.
Was he here to scold him?
To assist him?
Ivan stood before him, his bold eyebrows slightly furrowed, appearing like a god, towering above, and gazing sternly at him, "Did you solve anything by fighting?"
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Seriously!!! 2 very short chapters per day!!!...