Chapter 19

POV Willa

Luckily the rest of the night passed calmly and without incident. Well... at least for West and I. The rest of the our 'family' went downstairs after dinner to deal with Ivan. I'm sure that wasn't calm but I was glad that we weren't involved.

West and I went up to his room and lounged around, talking.

"So what do you think about this Blaise guy? Do you remember him?" I asked West and he shrugged.

"I just remember that he was way bigger than either one of us and he used to carry you around a lot. You wanted him to. I remember the three of us playing together and that you used to tell us that we were the only people that made you feel safe when you were scared." He replied.

I paused and thought for a while. Try as I might, I just couldn't remember him. It was frustrating too. Since we had been back, West and I were remembering more and more about growing up with our 'family' so I didn't know why I was having such a problem remembering Blaise.

"So, he's a killer. Kind of the op