Olive's eyes widened in surprise as she watched Aiden's figure disappear down the hallway. "What's going on with him?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, her gaze still fixed on his retreating back. Her chest tightened with worry. Something was clearly wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
Mark shook his head, frowning. "No idea, but he's acting strange, stranger than usual." His expression was clouded with uncertainty, his eyes flickering with concern.
Lara's frown deepened, her arms crossing over her chest as she leaned back in her chair. "We need to keep an eye on him. Something's definitely off." Her tone was serious, filled with the same unease that was settling over the group.
