Jett's POV As Leah and I headed into the house, I heard her let out a soft sigh.Halting my steps, I turned to face her, “What troubles your heart, princess?”Shaking her head in negation, she gave me a forced smile, “Nothing at all.”I could tell she was lying, however, I didn't want to push her into telling me anything.Whenever the time was right and she felt like it, I trusted her to share her worries with me.“Okay, princess,” I replied, giving her hand a gentle squeeze, “Let's go in, yeah?”“Let's do that.” She nodded.Walking into the house, we met Phoebe placing a bowl of fresh fruits on the table.It seemed as though she hadn't noticed our arrival, as all her attention was fixated on the fruit bowl.“Phoebe,” I called, but to my surprise, I got no response, causing Leah and I to share a befuddled stare.“Can't you hear me?” I asked, my voice a crescendo higher.Still nothing.Now, she was most certainly ignoring us for no reasons whatsoever.When had Phoebe grown into such a
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