= Mikael =
I shouldn’t be anywhere near this.
I knew that the moment I felt the pull in my chest—the instinctive urge to step in, to act. This wasn’t my place. This wasn’t my fight. Getting involved would only invite questions, speculation, whispers that would spread faster than truth ever did. Not that their opinions mattered. They never had.
Still… this crossed a line.
It went against everything I believed in—everything I’d drawn boundaries around to keep order intact. I was supposed to observe, not intervene. To lead from above, not wade into chaos.
And yet, before I could rein myself in, my body moved.
My strides were deliberate as I pushed forward, cutting through the outer ring of onlookers. At first, no one recognized me. I was just another figure forcing their way through the
