|| Lilac's POV ||

The room was in chaos.

Kael hesitated for just a second— his jaw clenched, eyes flickering with something like guilt — before he rushed to Coco’s side. He tore off his fancy coat, the kind that probably cost more than most people made in a year, and draped it over her shaking body like she was something fragile, something precious.

"Coco," he said, voice rough with panic. "What happened? Are you hurt?"

Before she could answer, the doors slammed ...