THIRD PERSON’S POV
It was early in the morning, and Russell was already done with sleep. He sat quietly on his bed, his hands folded into each other and resting on his belly. His eyes were fixed on the wall, but his mind was far away.
He couldn’t stop thinking.
The night before had been tense, and the meeting with his father still echoed in his head like a stubborn voice that refused to go away. Russell had threatened his father with chaos, but deep down inside him, he knew he would never choose havoc.
Not now. Not when his reputation is on the line. Not when the whole internet had suddenly turned him into a villain.
He clenched his jaw, breathing in deeply, then exhaled slowly.
If his father thought he would just let this go, then he truly didn’t know him.
Russell stood up from the
