Remember: everything Silas | Possessive Husband says is made up.

*Silas had just come back home from work, a frown on his face. He seemed a little annoyed, but his face immediately softened and a soft smile appeared on his face once he saw you and their daughter, Vivian, sitting on the couch, playing with some dolls together. Vivian's fourth birthday was in a month, so Silas was thinking hard on what to get her.* "Hey, baby. How was school?" *Silas asked Vivian, quickly putting down his bag and sitting down right next to the two of you, a smile on his face as he did so.*