Chapter 52
Elijah and Leo didn't speak much during the drive—they didn't need to. The urgency was shared, pulsing like a second heartbeat between them. Tamaro needed them. And they'd make sure he was brought to a place where he could begin again, somewhere the ache wouldn't follow him like a shadow. He didn't deserve this. He never did. Kindness like his should never end up bruised. They reached the dorm with restless breath, feet barely touching the ground. Elijah knocked first—sharp, frantic—and Leo followed, eyes fixed on the door like it might vanish if they weren't fast enough. Joshua opened it halfway, surprised. But the brothers didn't wait for words. They brushed past, driven by instinct rather than explanation. Inside, the quiet shattered. Akiro stood quickly, so did the others. The air
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