His mum. Edric, who had been well-prepared to talk about every little detail and every little moment of his childhood, shut up immediately. It brought about a silence different from the one that'd surrounded them beforehand; this was an uncomfortable, tense sort of silence—the sort he hadn't wanted to find himself in with February Lynch. He knew this was a subject she would question him on eventually, especially since he'd let information about her lips from his lips during their argument a few nights ago.

The truth was, he didn't know much.

"Nothing, really," he said quietly, his gaze flickering away from hers. "She left."

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