RYLEE POV
The atmosphere in the room was thick with unspoken words as I shifted my gaze between the two of them, yearning for answers that felt just out of reach. The oppressive silence weighed heavily on me, and my need for understanding was almost overwhelming.
“What’s going on?” I pressed, my voice quivering with urgency. “Have you both forgotten how to speak? I demand an explanation!”
Viggo was the first to shatter the stillness. His expression was one of deep concern as he stepped closer.
“I’m just as shocked as you are, Rylee, but you need to take a breath. You’re going to drive yourself to the brink!”
Mr. Noveu, or Samuel as he had introduced himself, regarded me with a blend of sympathy and sorrow. “Rylee, my dear, I wish you hadn’t had to hear this.”
“But I did hear,” I int
