~ ISLA ~The finality of Alistair's words landed cold, seeming to freeze the air in the room.Instead of getting offended, Tyler let out a soft chuckle, lifting both hands in mock surrender as he stood.“Alright, alright,” he said, the amusement in his tone evident. “No need to bite my head off.”He glanced at me briefly, his expression softening just a little.“Get well soon, Isla. I’ll visit you again,” he added, then turned toward the door.As he passed Alistair, he paused just long enough to murmur something under his breath—too low for me to hear—before walking out.The door clicked shut behind him. And just like that, the room fell into silence.A heavy one.I exhaled slowly, then looked at Alistair.“You didn’t have to do that,” I said. “You scared off my visitor.”He didn’t respond. He just stood there, unmoving. But the way his expression hardened—jaw tight, his gaze dark and sharper than any blade—I could tell there was a storm quietly building.I frowned slightly. “Alistair
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