"I own my bravery, for it is the strength I forged in the fires of my fears."
“You’re not listening to me!” Ethan bellowed, his frustration boiling over as he glared at his sister. Her blank stare only fueled his anger, an expression he still found unsettling on her face. He yanked at his hair, pacing the room in agitation before spinning toward their parents. His mother dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief, while his father wore a disturbingly pleased expression that made Ethan groan in exasperation.
“Dad, you’re supposed to discourage her, not give her that approving look! She just returned; and must stay away from Hunter, not confront him. Going there will only cause more harm.” He turned to Estelle, desperation creeping into his voice. “I’ll go. If it’s revenge you want, I’ll help
