Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 97

Chapter 97

(Thomas's POV)

Angel sat by the window, her profile illuminated by the pale light of the moon. She was sketching something in a notebook, looking very concentrated while doing so. She was always cute looking like that. I watched her for a moment, hesitating to approach. She'd been distant lately; her mind was clearly preoccupied with whatever plans she was concocting with the group.

I took a breath, walked over and sat down beside her. She didn't look up, but I could see her fingers tighten around the pencil. "Hey," I said softly.

"Hey," she replied without much emotion, still focused on the page.

I reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her face. "You've been quiet lately."

"I'm fine," she said quickly, too quickly.

I frowned. "Angel, come on. Talk to me. What's going on?"

She sighed and set the notebook down, finally meeting my gaze. "It's not you, Thomas. I just have a lot on my mind."

I nodded, but the words felt hollow. "I know you're dealing with a lot, but I'm here for you. We're in this together, right?"

She gave me a small smile, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Of course."

Still, I couldn't shake the feeling that she was pulling away. I wanted to hold her and remind her of what we had, but something inside me told me to tread carefully. I couldn't let my insecurities ruin what we'd built. "You're allowed to lean on me, you know," I said gently. "You don't have to carry everything by yourself."

lump in my throat and leaned back against the wall. I

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(Ava's POV)

He handed me a folded piece of paper, staring at me with his void blue eyes in

next task,"

paper. The list was short, but each item

1\. Angel's daily schedule.

2\. Hendrix's treatment progress.

Details about

Angel has with

in Hendrix's

6\. Angel's emotional triggers.

hidden items or evidence

Conversations with their

Angel's opinions about

Any weaknesses I can

was dry. "You want me

be so dramatic, Ava. It's just information gathering. Think of

as I

a hole in my pocket. I'd always hated Angel, always seen her as a thorn in my side. But lately, I'd started to notice things-things that made her seem less like the

wasn't the villain I'd painted her out to be. She was just... stuck. Just like the rest of us.

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