JADE's POV
Silas had always been a storm—loud, unrelenting, furious. But this silence… this silence was different. It was deafening. It was suffocating. It terrified me. Because even as the room spun with tension, even as my mind screamed at me to fix this, he didn’t look at me. Not even once.
His entire focus was on Chris, his body rigid, his muscles coiled so tightly I could see the veins in his arms. His expression didn’t crack, his jaw clenched so hard I swore I could hear his teeth grind together. I stepped around Chris, desperate to reach him, desperate to pull him back from whatever edge he was standing on.
“Silas, I know how this looks, but let’s talk about it. Just us. Let’s get out of here,” I pleaded, my voice softer than I intended, shaky in a way I hated.
Nothing. No flic
