Kamilles POV
“Are you okay Chris?” I asked, noticing his mood was gradually changing.
His expression had shifted from concern to anger, the lines of his face drawn tight with tension. My heart clenched with worry as I watched him, wondering what had sparked such intense emotion in him.
He forced a tight-lipped smile, but his eyes betrayed his smile as they were already darkened by rage. “I'm fine, Kamille,” he replied, his tone strained. “I'm just... uhh…. I'm trying to process everything.”
I nodded, though his words did little to calm my unease. Something was clearly bothering him.
“What do you mean?” I asked, furrowing my brow in confusion.
For a moment, Chris hesitated, his gaze flickering away before returning to meet mine. “It's just... I can't help but wonder what Zeke's part i
