Roman pressed himself flat against the wall, his heart pounding, and his thoughts refused to settle.
"That verdict is not good enough for me." Mrs. Saunders' voice cut cleanly through the noise, slicing straight into his thoughts.
"But I am waiting to hear him give that apology," she continued, her tone tight with bitterness. "That, along with the other punishments, will give me some respite while I pray for my son to open his eyes again."
Roman's jaw tightened as his mind raced faster. If Leo is already in Magnus's hands, then why does she sound like that? Something didn't add up. And with Magnus, nothing was ever random.
He pushed himself off the wall, the movement abrupt, and turned back. Lena stood a few steps away, watching him quietly, worry etched into her face.
Roman met her gaze for a brief second. "I don't trust you," he said plainly, already moving past her, "but you're my only option right now. Let's go."
