The boat sliced through the choppy waves, carrying Elizabeth further and further from the chaos she had just escaped. The salty wind stung her face, mixing with the tears that streamed freely. She stood at the edge of the deck, her knuckles white as she gripped the railing, her gaze locked on the dock they had left behind.
" Xavier…" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the roar of the engine.
Clara stepped up beside her, placing a firm hand on her shoulder. " Elizabeth, we need to keep moving. He's buying us time. We can't let it go to waste."
Elizabeth turned to Clara, her eyes blazing with determination. "We can't just leave him there! He's outnumbered, Clara! Anderson will kill him!"
Clara's face softened, but her voice remained steady. " Xavier knew what he was doing. He made this choice to protect you, to make sure you're safe. If we turn back now, everything he's done will be for nothing."
