I was in the living room printing waybills while waiting for Triton to arrive. Every now and then, I glanced at Seidon’s room, hoping he would come out. I wanted to check on him—I was genuinely worried. What exactly happened earlier? Why did my body react so strongly when we touched? I’ve been trying to ignore this strange feeling I have for him, but it jolted to life the moment our hands met. There was even a strange electric spark I couldn’t explain. It surprised him, too. Maybe it triggered something emotional or even traumatic in him.
I also kept looking outside, hoping to see Triton’s vehicle pull up, but he still wasn’t home. He was taking so long to return—I wished he’d come check on his brother already. I didn’t want to intrude on Seidon by knocking, so I just sighed and looked at
