THIRD PERSON POV (NARRATOR'S POV)

The tension in the room hung thick like smoke.

Kane stood rigid, his arms crossed, jaw tight, barely holding himself back. Aria’s brows were furrowed, her arms slowly crossing in response, mirroring his stance like some subconscious rebellion.

"I asked you a question.." Kane snapped, his voice low but laced with fury. "Who is Ross, Aria?"

She blinked, stunned. "Why are you yelling at me?"

"Don’t do that.." he muttered, stepping ...