Kane’s POV.
“Fiona, I’ve listened! I’ve spent months doing things your way, but clearly it’s not helping. So right now, I don’t care if you don’t want to go there, I am taking you to the witches whether you like it or not!” Savio seethes.
Fiona doesn’t reply, not because she couldn’t, but probably because she was in shock at the rage that was pouring off of him.
Nino takes a step forward, probably to calm Savio, but the glare he tosses his way has my brother pausing.
Savio rarely showed his anger. After years of learning to suppress most of his emotions, his face and voice were usually carefully blank and his emotions were finely concealed underneath layers and layers of nonchalance that was most of the time false, given that he felt things as intensely as the rest of us.
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