Having followed Sol and Neoma upstairs, Owel decided to insert himself into the situation.
"I think Selena's plan has merit," Owel said, his tone measured. "The sooner this game ends, the sooner we can all move on with our lives."
Sol whirled around to face him, his anger flaring. "You agree with this? You're willing to let Neoma be used like a pawn in this game?"
Owel's gaze remained steady. "I'm thinking about what’s best for all of us, Sol. If Joule is the one Neoma feels comfortable with, and if it ensures her safety, then maybe it's worth considering."
“No!”
He glared at him. “Do you realize how irrational you sound right now? Why? It is because you think you can take her for yourself?”
Sol's eyes blazed with anger, and Owel's words struck a deep nerve within him. Without thinki
