Daisy reached for him, her fingers trembling as they brushed against his arm. "Theo…" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Dont let his words gets to you…"
Theo's body stiffened, his eyes blank as if he were trying to wield the words away. He barely breathed, his hands curling into fists at his sides. "No… that's not possible…" he muttered, his voice barely audible, cracking under the weight of disbelief.
Daisy's chest heaved as tears welled in her eyes. She pressed closer, wrapping her arms around him in a desperate attempt to anchor both of them. "Hey… whatever he said, you should know, it was just a way to weaken us…"
Theo finally raised his head, he looked straight at her, "No, so all this time, they were right… if I didn't switch places with Julian, he wouldn't die…"
Daisy's hands trembled as she gripped his shoulders, trying to steady him and maybe herself too. "Theo… no! It's not your fault! None of this was your choice… you didn't—"
