Chapter 11

~Charlotte

I turned my head and saw my Adam in the doorway.

His face was pale and his eyes were full of horror. "What's going on?" He asked, his voice shaking. "Why is Dylan here? What's happening?"

I opened my mouth, but no words came out. I was too stunned to speak.

Dylan turned to leave, a smug look on his face. As he reached the door, he paused and looked back at Adam. "How does it feel when your wife is still in love with her ex, your brother," he said, his voice dripping with condescension.

"It's not my fault that she loves me and not you," Dylan said, his voice mocking. "Maybe you should take a good look in the mirror and figure out what you're doing wrong."

Adam stared at Dylan, his face burning with rage. He clenched his fists, his jaw set. He wanted to punch Dylan, to make him feel the same pain that he was feeling.

But he couldn't, probation because of his condition.

"Just get out," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "I don't ever want to see you in my room."

Dylan sm