Elliot removed his hand from my face and turned toward his sibling, expression neutral. “You can’t be serious. Always so dramatic.” I remained frozen, staring at the gun.

Yujin started slowly moving forward, heavy boots echoing through the hall with a thunderous rhythm. They kept the gun fixed on their brother, eyes flashing with fury. “Touch her again, you’ll find out just how f*cking serious I am.”

Elliot tilted his chin up, soft eyes squinted in a look of subtle ...