"Geez! You scared me!" Adrian chided, placing a hand over his racing heart. The moment Damien entered Adrian's room, his urgency was palpable, causing Adrian to jump in fright at the sudden intrusion. The unexpected interruption had caught him off guard, and his tone held a hint of annoyance.
Damien, seemingly unfazed by Adrian's reaction, rolled his eyes as he took a seat on Adrian's bed. His request weighed heavily on his mind, and he was determined to make Adrian hear him out. "Help? My help?" Adrian inquired, his voice tinged with skepticism. "I don't think I have anything to offer you as help," he stated with a casual shrug of his shoulders.
A tense atmosphere lingered in the room as Damien tried to find the right words. The past held lingering wounds, and the strained relationship between the two brothers was evident. Adrian's reference to "what you did to my angel?" hung in the air, a painful reminder of a rift that had yet to heal.
