"I don't know, Jimmy," Avey began, her voice breaking as she struggled to get the words out. "I just feel like killing myself whenever I think about Lucian being hurt or worse, hating me. You know... these last few days, he's been trying to avoid me. He's cold, distant... Yesterday, he even ignored me completely, and that..." Her voice cracked as tears welled in her eyes. "That's not like him. He's never done that before, not to me."
She paused, her breathing uneven, before continuing, "He's always been so warm, so patient. And now... now he's like a stranger. It's like he's slipping away, and I can't"
"Enough."
Jimmy's voice cut through the air like a knife, stopping Avey mid-sentence. His tone was sharp and final, leaving no room for argument. He leaned forward, fixing her with a piercing glare.
