Flashback ( PDFDrive )

There was no way to know if that was true.
But no way to deny it either.
And the silence said more than enough.
“I’m tired,” Fitz told them. “And I’m not allowed to lose my temper.
So . . . I think you should go.”
His parents didn’t argue.
Alden just patted him on the shoulder and Della hugged him again,
whispering something in his ear as she kissed his cheek.
She left without another word, and Sophie tried to blend in with her
pillows as Alden turned to leave. But his teal eyes still met hers, and
she couldn’t help thinking how much they looked like his son’s—or
how watery they were.
“I wish the circumstances were different,” he told her quietly, “but
I’m glad you’re here together.”
He was gone before Sophie could figure out how to respond.