FAYE
I pushed Jason away, even though my arms felt like they were made of lead. My whole body trembled, my breathing uneven, and my vision was still dull. I couldn’t just leave Alexander there... not when he was outnumbered. Not when I had no idea what the hell was really happening.
“Faye, you can’t even stand properly,” Jason snapped, his tone sharp with frustration. “You’re not helping anyone like this. We need to go—now.”
“No.” My voice came out hoarse but steady enough to make him pause. “I’m not leaving him.”
Jason’s jaw clenched. “You think staying here is going to change anything? Patrick’s with him. You’re not the only one who cares whether he lives or dies.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “I don’t trust Patrick.”
He exhaled hard, running a hand through his hair. “You don’t trust
