Aubrey's POV

　　The silence that followed my words felt like a slap echoing through the room.

　　Joseph stood still, too still, his hands clenched at his sides, his chest rising and falling in slow, uneven breaths. He didn't look at me at first. Just stared somewhere over my shoulder like he was trying to make sense of what just came out of my mouth.

　　And when he did meet my eyes, it felt like the air got knocked out of me.

　　His voice came low. ...