Caroline's POV
“How do you keep up with him?” Tyrone asked, leaning slightly toward the door as I gave him a final tour of the house.
“Why do you ask?” I replied, glancing at him sideways while we walked down the hallway.
Tyrone kept pace beside me, his steps measured. “Most people in your position would have left already. Or broken down. You seem… steady. Like you’ve already decided how this ends.”
I let out a short breath, aware of Peter’s footsteps a short distance behind us. He was following, trying to stay out of sight but failing.
I moved a little closer to Tyrone on purpose, our arms brushing as we turned the corner toward the guest wing. “Steady is one word for it. Tired is another. Peter made his choices a long time ago. I’m just making mine now.”
Tyrone nodded slowly. He d
