Author's POVThe corridor outside Betsy's room felt colder than the other parts of the home. Drake and Nick's silence weighed on them both, neither of them able to disregard it. At the instant the door closed behind them, the pent-up stress within the room finally emerged.Nick faced Drake, ready to speak, but Drake talked first before Nick could say anything.“I already know why you brought me out here”, Drake said in a low voice. “And I'm not consenting before you even say it.”Nick stopped to carefully observe Drake's expression. His tone had no doubt, no hesitation in his eyes. Drake had already decided.Nick, meanwhile, wasn't one to give way lightly.“You know what is at stake,” Nick said gradually. “This has nothing to do with pride or previous difficulties. Betsy is what this is all about.Drake's jaw tightened at her name.“I am aware of that,” he replied. “Calling Matteo back into this, however, won't solve anything.”Drake shook his head.“There has to be another way,” he
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