"What? Are you really taking her to see that traitorous bastard? Lock her back in her room, we had lost enough because of that fool, do you want to lose her too?"
Zillon shook his head. "I know that, it's just tha—"
"Lock her back into her f*cking room, don't go soft because of her... isn't she the one you said you'd protect?"
"Yes bu—"
Liam took the keys from his pocket, throwing it to Zillon. "If you insist on going, then do...hurt yourself even more, but I don't want to be there to watch."
Zillon caught the keys, gritting his teeth as he walked towards the front door. He understood Liam's worry, he really did, but what could he do?
Celeste wished to see him and on top of that, the claims against his brother weren't yet confirmed. They hadn't interrogated him yet and mom and dad...
