I had no idea what to expect when Jaxon called me into the living room. This tension that had been building between us for days now felt unbearable, like we were standing at the edge of something that would either bring us closer or tear us apart. And yet, there he was, standing in front of the television, his eyes fixed on the screen like he was trying to absorb something that was too big to understand all at once.
"You need to see this," he said, his voice flat but firm.
I crossed the room, feeling the weight of the moment hanging between us. Something was in the air, like the calm before the storm. It was palpable, and a feeling that it was all about to come crashing down couldn't be avoided.
"What is it?" I tried to keep my voice steady.
He didn't utter a word. He pressed some butt
