Rylee flinched, unable to meet Dylan's piercing glare, feeling a twinge in his heart. Dylan was right. It was indeed him who wanted to leave.
His voice cracked slightly as he confessed, "Yes, I decided to quit. I was tired—tired of living under constant threats, of drowning in my shame. Every time I faced you, I felt guilty. I couldn't bear it anymore. So I resigned and went far away from there where you couldn't reach me – at least, that's what I thought."
"You ran away like a coward," Dylan grunted, baring his teeth. "Instead of standing your ground and helping me expose Erica, you chose to hide."
