The air around them grew so tight it felt like it might snap at any second, the kind of silence that pressed in from all sides until even the smallest sound became impossible to ignore.
For a moment, no one spoke, and in that stillness, the faint hum of the trees outside seemed louder than it should have been, like nature itself was leaning in, listening.
Daisy stood there, her chest rising and falling too fast, her breath uneven like she might collapse if she didn't steady herself soon. Her vision felt unfocused, her balance fragile, and then she saw it.
Ravyn's eyes. The way he looked at her. It wasn't just anger.
It was disappointment, and somehow, that felt worse. "Daisy," he said, his voice low but heavy with emotion he wasn't even trying to hide, "what exactly am I hearing right now? I trusted you with Bryan, our son."
The words hit harder than any accusation.
