Roberto stood inches from his older brother, the air between them thick with tension and raw emotion. His body was taut, his fists clenched as if he were ready to strike at any moment. When his dark, anguished eyes flicked to hers, Kylie felt the weight of his pain crash over her like a wave. She couldn’t stand still. She crossed the room, her heels clicking softly against the polished hardwood floor, each step echoing louder than it should have in the charged silence.
She cast a quick glance behind her, signaling to Micah and his partner to stay put. Micah gave a reluctant nod, his expression a mix of unease and silent understanding. The weight of their presence lingered even as she turned back to Roberto. By then, he was already standing directly in front of her, his towering frame radi
