What Can We Do?

[AVA]

I watched as he rushed out of the office, his words still echoing in my mind.

Kian was hurt. I didn’t know what to do or how to feel. My heart was racing, my mind consumed with worry. But there was no time to think, was there?

I quickly grabbed my bag and ran after Brian.

When I caught up with him outside, he was already in his car, engine roaring to life. I hesitated for a moment before opening the door and sliding into the passenger seat. “Let me come with you,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

He looked at me for a moment, his expression unreadable. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Ava,” he said finally, his voice tense, as he gripped the steering wheel as if his life depended on it.

“I have to know that he’s okay,” I replied, my own voice shaking. “Please. Let me be there for him.”

He let out a heavy sigh, his hand running through his hair in frustration, probably wondering if reasoning with me was even worth the effort. I knew I could be stubborn at times, but i