chapter one hundred and eighty-three

POV TYLER

I arrived home, and it was all silent; right away, Louis was asleep on the couch, holding the video game controller. I adjusted his body on the couch, took the controller from his hand, and let him sleep. I went upstairs to look for Olivia. I knocked on her door, and surprisingly, she answered right away, looking tidy.

"Has Peter arrived?" she asks eagerly.

"Peter? Why? Where are you going?"

"Just going out for a bit, Dad, need to distract myself."

"You were going to leave Louis alone?"

"We have nearly a hundred security guards here, come on, Dad!"

I sighed. "You know, it's better if you don't go out tonight; it's too dangerous out there."

"Dad," she rolls her eyes, "every day is dangerous out there. Peter is coming with me, don't worry, and my phone will be on."

Luke's car horn honks, probably Peter is driving. What irresponsibility. I didn't want her to go.

"Bye, Dad," she gives me a quick hug and heads downstairs.

I took a look at her room; the bed was made as if no one h