Keiran

Everything froze for a moment. The world stopped spinning and trained its attention on Keiran.

His shaky hand put the fork down, and his expression became grave. He pressed his lips in a firm line and fisted his hands. He had expected this. But it still hurt. It was bewildering how far someone was willing to go to reach his goal. The end justified the means, huh?

But still, it was true. Keiran had killed his father in a fit of rage. Nothing excused him.

For a second, the view in front of him blacked out, and the voices around him dimmed.

“Do you really want to go to...