"You need to control your anger, Angel," Alex said as he walked beside her. He knew she had every reason to be mad, but if they didn't handle this carefully, it could get out of hand. "There are better ways to make that guy suffer. You just have to trust me."
"Let her be," Stales cut in before she could reply. "If she holds it in, it will only make things worse. I like her like this. That bastard deserves a lesson."
"Well done, man. You're really helping," Alex replied with a fake smile before turning back to Angela. She still hadn't said a word. Her steps didn't slow, her face didn't shift. She just kept walking, heading straight toward the Central House.
As she got closer, Angela felt something strange. The air felt heavier, the silence around the house too deep. Maybe it was because of the location. The Central House stood alone, far from the others, too close to the mountains. Everything about it felt distant and forgotten.
