Lucian's POV:
It's official. Tyler's gone off the deep end.
I've seen obsession before—hell, I've lived through it. But this? This is something else entirely. It's as if Raven's very presence has wrapped him up in some kind of sick spell, and I'm left standing here, wondering if I'm the only one still sane in this entire fucking summit. This isn't like the usual obsession where someone has a quick fling, then realizes they were just distracted. No, this is deeper. Much deeper. It's turning Tyler from a friend into someone barely recognizable. A fool. A puppet.
The little Blackwood jinx has managed to take Tyler completely over. It's almost impressive how quickly she's turned his obsession into full-blown rebellion. What used to be just harmless fixation has now turned into a full-on circus. And who's the main act? Me. Yeah, apparently, I'm the cause of all his misery. Can you believe that? Tyler now looks at me like I'm the villain in his pathetic little fairytale.
