I stood frozen, watching Rhys walk away after breaking Todd's wrist. My heart hammered in my chest, a mix of fear, relief, and something else I didn't want to name. The hallway felt suffocating, the scent of Rhys's anger still hanging in the air.
"Leave the boy alone!" I called after him, surprising myself with my boldness.
Rhys stopped mid-stride and turned slowly, his eyes narrowing. "What did you just say?"
"I said leave him alone." My voice trembled slightly, but I stood my ground. "You didn't need to break his wrist."
"Are you serious?" Rhys stalked back toward me, fury radiating from every pore. "That piece of garbage was about to drag you into an empty room, and you're defending him?"
"I'm not defending what he did," I said, crossing my arms protectively over my chest. "But your violence was unnecessary."
