Chapter 46: Clem?

I pull away from Caleb and just stare at him, my fingers touching his scar and running over his face as I try to make sense of everything. This feels like a dream. I went from being alone, having no one but Enzo, to having my brother back. It doesn’t seem like he has had an easy five years either. My smile slowly fades and my aching eyes well up again when he takes my hands in his.

I can see that they are rough and discolored, even in the crappy lighting.

“How are you alive?” I ask, sucking my bottom lip in on a sharp inhale. “Enzo said he left you…” I tilt my head, that familiar burn in my chest when I think about the day that changed everything.

“Shhh, Ivanya,” Caleb says softly. “We can talk about that soon. Right now, let me look at you.”

He takes a step back as I look at the woman. After a minute, I look back and Caleb’s eyes are guarded and his lips pursed.

“What?” I ask, looking down.

“You have a bruise on your jaw…” he says. “Is that from Deacon?” He asks and I shrug. I h