Becca
“I swear to God, if they kill each other before I get there…”
Nate my brother heard the news and decided to come support me if things get violent, Nate exhales sharply beside me, one hand tight on the steering wheel.
“You picked a hell of a family to go to war with,” he says.
“Didn’t exactly pick them,” I mutter.
The Hale mansion comes into view.
Big.
Cold.
Still looks like the kind of place where people smile in public and destroy each other in private.
The front doors are already open.
That’s never a good sign.
We don’t even knock.
We walk straight into chaos.
Voices echo from the main hall.
Stephen.
Jace.
And—
Something crashes.
I freeze for half a second.
Then I move.
Fast.
By the time I reach the living room—
They’re already at each other.
Not arguing.
No
