Caleb's revelation hit me like a tidal wave, drowning out reason and flooding me with a tumultuous mix of emotions. "My father asked me to kill you. He is more scared of you than he hates you," he confessed, his words hanging heavily in the charged air. Straddling him, I felt a surge of anger coursing through my veins, my fingers tightening around his neck, pressing into the bones beneath my grip. The intensity of my fury manifested in the force with which I pushed him down.
His calm demeanor infuriated me even more, aggravating the storm of emotions within me. Gritting my teeth, I observed him coughing and wheezing beneath me, yet he refused to yield to my silent threat. His eyes, twitching but unyielding, met mine. Despite the lack of oxygen, he continued to speak, "If you think I was g
