“You may be her mentor, but you can’t expect her to live like a nun for the rest of her life, can you?”
“She’s got her own life, hasn’t she? She didn’t sign her soul over to you or something, did she?”
Silas lounged back on the couch, looking as nonchalant as ever.
Uriah grumbled, “She even told me she liked me, but I think it’s just talk.”
“So what? You don’t like her. If you don’t, she’ll just go and like someone else. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
Silas stretched out, a playful smirk on his face. “Seriously, what’s your deal?”
“It’s the twenty-first century, man. Nobody’s going to judge you for marrying her. It’s not like you’re a schoolteacher running off with a student or something scandalous.”
“You’re about the same age, aren’t you? If you want to marry her, who’s gonna say anything? If anyone does, I’ll send them a couple of nukes and let them go chat with Saint Peter.”
He shrugged, clearly not bothered, maybe even a little envious.
Uriah didn’t have to worry about anything. Silas, on the other hand, wasn’t sure how much time he had left with Callie. He could be gone at any moment. He’d already given up more for her than anyone could imagine.
But even if he had to leave, he’d make sure to clear every obstacle from her path. He wanted her to take on the world, fearless, with the whole world at her back, even if he couldn’t be there himself. He was always planning for her future.
“But she’s been with me since she was a kid!” Uriah protested.
“So what? You her dad or something? Childhood sweethearts always end up with the deepest bonds, don’t they?” Silas snorted. “Stop being so uptight. If you hesitated this much when you had to take someone out, you’d have been pushing up daisies a hundred times over by now.”
Uriah just stared at him, speechless.
“I need some alone time. Get out.”
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