Jayden's eyes flicked to her, surprised she'd hit the mark so cleanly. But instead of questioning her, he cut straight to the point, voice low and edged. "He's the one, isn't he? The mysterious figure Principal Thompson always talks about. The one who's been watching me… all my life."
Penelope's silence stretched, heavy, like she was weighing every word. When she finally spoke, it wasn't an answer.. not exactly. Her reply slid sideways, deliberate, careful.
"I'm sure by now you've realized Castor and Katherine are your family." she said.
Jayden's brow furrowed, his frown deepening. "Yeah. I know. But that doesn't give him the right to…" he cut himself off, jaw clenching, before letting out a sharp, frustrated exhale. "You know what? I'm not even upset about the fact that he's spying on me. I just want to know… why?" he said sharply, his voice cracked with restrained anger, his words hitting harder than if he'd shouted.
