At that moment Annabelle's voice trembled even more as she relayed the situation to Ethan, her hands gripping her phone tightly.
"Ethan, I don't know what to do. My family… they're all tied up. They said it's serious."
Upon hearing what Annabelle just said Ethan's jaw clenched even more , his calm voice cutting through her panic.
"Don't worry," he said firmly. "I'll go with you. Whatever it is, we'll handle it together."
At that moment they left.
The drive was tense, Annabelle sitting silently beside him, her fingers fidgeting as Ethan kept his eyes on the road. When they arrived, the scene was far worse than she had described.
Her family was bound, their faces pale with fear, while across from them stood another group—the boy's family. Every member of his household was present, their expressions cold and accusatory.
As soon as they saw Annabelle, one of the women pointed a shaking finger at her.
