Octavia POV

We were still in the ward. I was sitting down on Silver's lap, not by choice, but I like it. We are all talking, or rather they are all talking while I sat on Silver's lap playing with his hair as I tried to ignore his fingers that were running through my back.

"Octavia," a voice called, and it was Lillian. I turned to face her.

"Yes?" I said. She looked at me, a naughty smirk on her face, while I looked at her, confused.

"What?" I asked, still confused.

"I see you and my brother got busy," she said, looking at my neck. I rub my neck,...