Caspian

I turned to leave, but before I could take a step, Marcel's voice stopped me. "I'm coming with you, Caspian."

But before Marcel could move, his mother's voice cut in, cold and firm. "You're not going anywhere, Marcel."

Marcel's eyes locked on mine, a silent message passing between us. But his mother's grip on his arm tightened, holding him back. "You're staying right here, Marcel. Caspian will handle this because he caused this."

I nodded, trying to reassure Marcel that I'd take care of things. But Marcel's eyes never left mine, a mix of concern and determination burning in them.

"Ava is my sister. I can't just–

"Don't act...