Garrett's room was in disarray, a reflection of the turmoil within him. His office bore the brunt of his anger, with his desk upturned, belongings strewn across the floor, and a hole in the wall from his frustrated punch.
He was seething with self-directed fury, unable to comprehend his own actions.
He couldn't believe what had transpired, and his inner Beast sneered at him in furious judgment, condemning him to wallow in his own misery.
Running his hands through his hair, Garrett felt a pang of guilt and remorse. Davies appeared at his office door but shook his head, delivering the news that she was locked away in her room, consumed by tears. She refused any assistance or company, shutting herself off from everyone, including Lois.
Davies' unspoken words lingered in the air, but he chose not to elaborate, opting to leave Garrett alone with his thoughts. Finding a chair, Garrett sank into it, contemplating how to rectify the situation and restore harmony.
He could sense the pain sh
