PART 2: Episode 13

For the past one week, things had not been the same for the Kinsleys family.

Zaylien had grown distant. He no longer lingered in the living room to chat, nor did he laugh when Lucien tried to lighten the mood. He spoke less and less, keeping to himself, sometimes locking himself in his room for hours. Lucien, of course, had been frustrated by this sudden change.

Zayn was not around often. He was busy handling business wars with rival mafias, refusing to bend to their demands. That left Lucien alone, trying to patch the cracks that were forming inside his own home.

It was Saturday morning. Zaylien had refused to step outside his room since breakfast. He stayed upstairs, pretending the rest of the house didn’t exist.

Lucien sighed as he looked up at the ceiling, as though his gaze could reach his son. He sighed again, long and heavy. He had tried speaking, tried reasoning, but Zaylien only gave him short, cold answers.

There was one person Lucien always trusted when he felt helples