The world no longer made sense. She stared at Liam's face, waiting for it to change into something else.
Anything else.
But it didn't.
William Sinclair. The boy she had shared the academy meals with, laughed with, and walked around school with. The person who couldn't go a day without checking on her.
Her... friend.
Liam lifted his head and looked at her. He looked awfully calm, and his eyes held this neutral expression in them.
"Hello, Theo," He said softly.
Theo? He knows who she is. Of course he did. Anyone who works for Cain knows.
Cain looked at Liam, his eyes glinting with something like approval. He admired Liam like a craftsman admiring a blade that had finally been unsheathed.
"You did well," He praised, "Better than I expected,"
Eric flinched beside Liam, more sweat running down his face. His gaze remained fixed on the ground.
Theo could not take her eyes off him, "Liam...?" She called again, "You were...,"
