Chapter - 251
Rick lay on the sofa in the dark, cool living room, unable to find rest. A faint sliver of moonlight sneaked through the gap in the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. The silence was heavy, almost stifling, broken only by the occasional rustling of his movements as he twisted and turned on the cushions. But it wasn't the discomfort of the sofa that was keeping him awake—it was the storm in his mind.
He stared up at the ceiling, his face tight with frustration. His jaw clenched, and his eyes shifted restlessly, reflecting the turmoil inside him. He couldn't stop replaying the events of the day, the worst of which clawed at him like a deep wound—the betrayal of his own father.
