Even if Slater didn’t want to believe Silo, he didn’t have a choice. After all, the guy even knew the twins and had pictures with them. According to him, he was simply sneaking in and acting suspiciously because he was worried Lola was finally thinking of ending it all.
Silo didn’t detail his reasons, saying it was too personal and that he didn’t want to speak for Lola. But as her friend, he knew that Lola was usually the gloomy and serious type. So, he was starting to worry about her strange changes.
"Baby," Slater hummed, idling near the bar counter while Baby worked in the kitchen. Silo had already left after receiving an emergency call.
He thought deeply about it. "Did that guy with a weird name just tell me indirectly that my sister is suicidal?" he asked the person with another weird name.
Baby looked up for a second and then shrugged.
"Hmm... I think that’s what he said." Slater tapped his fingertips against the surface of the counter. "But that’s a first. I didn’t know my sister-in-law went to the same school as us."
Slater was not surprised that Lola knew him the second they met. The entire world knew this face and that name, after all. He assumed that was the reason Lola knew him and his family, as he came from the proud Bennet family.
"And he’s part of Penny’s fan club, huh?" he muttered. "What a small world! Surely, this world is very small even when it looks otherwise."
His brows rose curiously. "Does First Brother know about this?"
*****
Hours later...
Slater didn’t have anything to do for the day and was told to watch the home. Fortunately, Baby was with him, although the latter barely spoke a few words. When night came, the twins arrived with their father. Almost at the same time, Lola arrived with them.
As usual, they went through their routine until Lola went with the twins to put them to bed.
Stretching his neck from the ground floor to the mezzanine, Slater peered to see if Lola was around. The second he was sure that she was gone, Slater quickly fled to Atlas’s room.
"First Brother! First Brother!" he shouted, barging into Atlas’s room. The second he did, he scanned the room, only to find no one inside. "First Brother?!"
What answered his yelling was the sound of running water from the bathroom. Turning his head in its direction, his brows knitted.
"First Brother!" Slater yelled as he marched toward the bathroom. "Can you hear me?!"
Leaning against the side of the bathroom door, he listened to the noises inside. After a second, the running water subsided. Then, the door flew open, revealing Atlas in nothing but a bathrobe, his hair still damp, with droplets of water dripping from the ends.
"What?" he asked dryly. "Can’t that wait?"
"Nope!" Slater shook his head. "First Brother, do you know that your future wife went to the Summit School of Excellence?"
Atlas didn’t answer immediately, fluttering his eyelashes ever so tenderly. "Is that the question that can’t wait?"
"Wait." Slater blinked many times before his face contorted. "You — you knew?!"
Atlas shook his head mildly and resumed his steps, tossing a small towel over his head. Meanwhile, Slater jogged beside him.
"First Brother, how come I didn’t know this?!" he gasped. "Does that mean you knew her all this time before the twins?!"
"I do," Atlas replied indifferently as he marched inside the wardrobe to get a pair of pajamas. "Big deal?"
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