I nodded at Flynn, feeling a mix of anticipation and dread as we made our way inside. The others followed, and we gathered in the only study in the manor. It unnerved me when I stepped in, seeing as the last time I'd been in here, Elias…
I settled into my favorite armchair, its soft leather creaking slightly as I sank into it. My eyes were fixed on Flynn, watching his every move with growing concern.
He was pacing, which was unusual for him. Flynn was typically calm and collected with a hint of mischief, a steady presence in the chaos that often surrounded me. But now, he seemed... nervous. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides, fingers flexing as if he was trying to grasp something just out of reach. There was a tightness around his eyes that I'd never seen before, lines of wo
