Chapter 86

• Miles' POV
• "Are you really going to keep pretending this doesn't bother you?" My voice cut through the quiet study, sharp enough to break through Calvin's stubborn silence.
• He sat hunched over the table, scribbling notes that I knew were nothing but distractions. His jaw was tight, his knuckles pale where they gripped the pen. I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, forcing myself to appear casual-but inside, my nerves were frayed to the bone.