~Otsana
As soon as Paul opened the door and saw me, he reached out and grabbed my arm, clearly trying to apologize. But I wasn’t in the mood to hear any of it.
I walked into the room, determined to stay focused, and just as he seemed ready to follow me, a commanding voice came from behind.
“Leave her alone!” Moses’s voice echoed through the space, his face a mask of worry. His tone made it clear that he wasn’t going to back down. The room fell into a heavy silence as Paul stopped in his tracks and then walked away, leaving an unmistakable tension hanging in the air.
Paul turned to me, his face a mix of confusion and frustration. “You brought him to my house? What’s going on here?”
I looked at him with a blank expression, trying to hide the turmoil I felt. “Yes… I brought him here be
