Third Person P.O.V.
Caleb paced the polished marble floor of the lobby of The Golden Emporium, his footsteps echoing faintly through the otherwise quiet space. The aftermath of his friends' unexpected visit had left him unsettled, his mind racing with fragmented thoughts and unanswered questions.
They had come. Matt, Ryan, Bella, Aiden, Blake, Rachel—all of them. They had come to his hotel, looking for Mason. But they hadn’t told him. They hadn’t included him. That simple omission said more than words ever could.
He had always known that Ryan harbored suspicions. Maybe even more than suspicions. Ever since the incident—when Ryan walked in on him and Veronica—things had shifted. It was only a matter of time before Ryan opened his mouth and told the rest of them. Now it was clear: everyon
