I shook my head, ridding myself of the dangerous thoughts, and turning my attention to Felix. He stood by the unlit fireplace, arms crossed in front of his chest. Theo didn’t like us lighting the fireplace, not that it mattered. We had never really used it before he arrived, either. Our resources were limited, and what was the point in burning wood? The living room was over the top, which was probably why we never used it. Everything was either heavy and dark, or ornate and uncomfortable. Not to mention a living room was where you were supposed to spend time with your family, and we were far from a family. We could also hardly call existing here living.

“Theo was fucking her,” I muttered, stopping myself from elaborating. “He was fucking Savannah, in the basement.”

I expected Felix to look pissed, angry Theo was already messing with the house dynamics. They were unstable, sure, but they were still there all the same. Instead, I saw something unexpected flash across his eyes. Jealousy. I had to have imagined it, because Felix was a man of few emotions, and fewer words. I guessed living in a house for almost a hundred years on your own would do that to you. As soon as it was there, it was gone, his face reverting back to the emotionless mask I had grown used to seeing. “He should know better. We can’t afford for them to fall madly in love, then decide they hate each other.”

“Absolutely.” Felix and I agreed on very little, if at all. On this, I was fully on his side. Mainly because I didn’t want Savannah to fall in love with Theo. I wanted her to fall in love with me, to share my bed at night. Apparently, Felix wanted the same. And if we all wanted her...none of us should have her. It would only ever end in disaster. The hurt feelings and emotions on overdrive while the four of us were trapped inside this prison would end in one of us murdering the rest. I was certain of it. “Although, if I were his age and a girl who looked like Savannah showed up here…”

Felix’s words were sharp, cutting through the stagnant air. “And how exactly does Savannah look, Luther? Like your daughter? Because she’s sure as hell younger than I am.”

I was an absolute idiot. How could I have been so stupid to think Savannah would go for someone like me? I looked positively ancient compared to Theo’s boyish good looks. That wasn’t even taking into account my house age. And to let my feelings slip to Felix, of all people, was a rookie mistake. I tried to play it off, shrugging my shoulders. “I only meant she’s a pretty girl. That’s all. Anyone can see that.”