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~Rowan's POV
The door shut hard behind us when Lisa told us to leave. Her voice still echoed in my ears, sharp. Kael walked beside me, his jaw tight, fists clenching and unclenching. I knew the look. He was angry, and so was I.
"Did you see her face?" Kael muttered as we stormed down the hall.
"All she ever wanted was Damon," I spat, shaking my head. "She doesn't even hide it anymore."
Kael scoffed. "And Damon laps it up. He lets her control him. He lets her speak for him."
We walked in silence for a moment, anger burning between us like fire in dry grass. Then Kael stopped suddenly.
"What about Belinda?" he asked, eyes narrowing. "She's been locked away, suffering. Maybe we should check if she's okay."
I hesitated. Part of me didn't want to see her like that. Broken. But another part… another part wanted her to know someone still cared.
"Yes," I said at last. "Let's go."
We reached her room. The guard opened the door, and we walked in.
