In front of her, the silver haired man I had seen on my entrance, has an expression so intense it’s hard to ignore. His eyes are burning a penetrating lilac, staring at me like he’s fighting internally with himself. His cheek bones grow more prominent as his mouth twists and he sucks in air. His left eyebrow is slashed on the outer side and I wonder why I haven’t seen him before. Surely, I’d remember such a face.
um hello are you callie's father???
