Alissia
I sit between Lucas and Blake, with Demitri brooding in the corner, and I feel like I’m drowning in the chaos they’ve created. This day started with their childish bickering, but now, it’s spiraled into something much darker, something twisted. What I thought I knew—about my uncle, my life—it’s all unraveling. It’s too much. I thought I had no limits, but apparently, I do. And this is it.
I glance at Lucas, trying to stay grounded in something I can control, even if it’s just my research. “What’s the plan for us?” I ask, focusing on him, hoping to sidestep the madness for a moment.
Blake’s laughter interrupts my attempt at normalcy. “Oh, so you’re just going to play pretend and ignore the fact that your life is basically a conspiracy thriller now?”
“I’m focusing on what I can c
