As Thomas stood there, still fuming, his eyes remained fixed on the door Marcus had just walked out of. His mind raced, replaying the conversation over and over.
Before he could fully process everything, the door swung open again, and Nathan walked in. He took one look at Thomas’s tense posture and scowling face but chose to ignore it.
Instead, he asked, "What’s up with Marcus? I just passed him in the hallway, and he didn’t even acknowledge me. Are you two fighting?"
Thomas let out a sharp exhale and ran a hand over his face before responding. "You have no idea. That boy is really growing wings."
Nathan’s brow furrowed. "What happened? What's going on?"
Thomas dropped into his chair, rubbing his temples before finally looking up at Nathan. "Can you believe he’s the one who told Laura
