Levi's POV
I didn't stop walking until I was outside.
The door slammed shut behind me, but her words still rang in my head over and over, like knives cutting through me.
"Right now, I'm scared to even leave him alone with you."
I staggered to the hallway wall and pressed a hand against it, trying to breathe. But the air felt too heavy, too thick.
Louis came out a moment later, quiet as always. He didn't say anything at first. He just stood beside me, watching the floor like he didn't know how to start.
"She didn't mean it," he said finally, his voice low as if trying to comfort me.
I let out a short, bitter laugh. "Didn't she?"
He looked at me, frowning. "You know she's hurting. You can't take everything she says right now—"
"I can't?" I cut him off, turning toward him. "Louis, she said she's scared of us. Scared we'd kill our own brother!"
