VivienneI looked at them and waited, but no one said anything, and that silence… it pressed down on me in a way I didn’t likeIt was heavy and steady, like they were all thinking the same thing but no one wanted to be the first to say it out loud. It wasn’t the loud, aggressive tension I was used to with them, not the kind filled with growls and sharp words, but something quieter, colder, more dangerous, and that scared me more than any fight ever could.I forced myself to stay still, even though my fingers were itching to move, to grab the file again, to tear it apart and find something, anything that made this less real, but there was nothing to find. Marcus had done exactly what he always did, twisted something old or forgotten, and turned it into a weapon.“What do you want to do?” Dante finally asked.The question landed directly on me, simple, calm, but heavy with responsibility, and for the first time in a long time… I had nothing.I shifted slightly in my seat, my shoulders
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