Alfred's steely gaze bore into us, his eyes like burning coals that seared into our souls. The seconds stretched into an agonizing eternity as I struggled to decipher the cryptic message behind that intense glare. Was it fueled by simmering anger, or was it merely a relentless scrutiny of our actions? The tension hung in the air, palpable and suffocating.
And then, as abruptly as a thunderclap in the stillness of a summer night, he shattered the silence. "Ava," his voice was a low, rumbling growl that sent shivers down my spine, his unwavering gaze fixed upon me like a vise grip. It was a voice that held the promise of consequences.
"Christian," his tone shifted, icy and unforgiving, as he turned his piercing stare toward Christian. Alfred's voice left no room for doubt, no room for esca
