Chapter 67

• Witnessing Hazel's distress, Wyatt's eyes welled up with unshed tears, overwhelmed by the pain of seeing her so frightened. He couldn't bear the weight of her mistrust and the haunting realization that she would never turn to him for protection. Unable to endure the agony, Wyatt silently left the room. Ruben followed him outside, discovering Wyatt relentlessly punching a tree, his knuckles now stained with blood.
• Thud! Thud! Thud!
• "Stop, Wyatt. Stop," Ruben implored, realizing the depth of Wyatt's suffering in the face of Hazel's despair.