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The Wrong Delivery

Author: Favor V April
last update publish date: 2026-09-18 07:25:51

Noah’s POV

Father’s words stayed in the hallway after he left.

Tell Julian to watch his back.

I stood there with the door still open like the sentence might change if I gave it enough time. It didn’t. It sat in my mouth the way poison sits, waiting to be swallowed or spat out. If I delivered it without the rest, I was doing my father’s work. If I kept it, Julian would walk around unprotected. Both options felt like betrayal. Both options felt like the only ones I had.

I did not sleep well.

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