Varg's Pov
“I’ve got something to handle,” I said, pulling a black shirt over my head. “I might not be back on time, but don’t forget what I told you, don’t trust anyone, not even Bethany.”
She looked up at me, her red eyes shimmering with a mix of longing and uncertainty. For a moment, it seemed like she wanted to say something but hesitated. I paused, studying her expression. “Got something to tell me?” I asked, my tone softer.
She smiled faintly and shook her head. “Nope, it’s just… it’s going to feel kinda lonely staying here all alone,” she mumbled, her voice tinged with vulnerability.
I sighed, stepping closer to her. “I get it. I really do. But the safest place for you right now is here. If I could stay, I would.” My words carried the weight of truth, but they didn’t seem to off
