Chapter 288: The Weight of What She Forgot
Orion was already halfway to the door, anger radiating off him so strongly the air around him felt charged. His shoulders were tense, his breath harsh, and every step he took echoed fury.
"Orion!" Lysander called sharply.
But Orion didn't listen to him. He didn't stop, he just kept moving.
"Orion!" Lysander tried again, louder this time. "What the hell, brother? Are you okay?"
"Orion."
This time it was Sophia's voice. She called his name calmly. Her voice was soft as she spoke.
He froze.
Then, slowly, he turned.
Her eyes were on him. And even though the memory had shaken her to her bones, even though she looked exhausted and fragile and far too pale against the bed, she still had that fierce look about her.
"Stay where you are," she whispered sternly. "Don't even think about taking a step out of this room."
