chapter 93

Inishola sat in his study, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on his shoulders. The room was dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls as he picked up his phone to make the call. He knew this conversation would be difficult, but it was necessary. He dialed the number, his fingers steady despite the turmoil within him.

Emily answered on the second ring, her voice guarded. "Hello?"

"It's Inishola," he said, his voice calm but serious. "We need to talk."

There was a pause on the other end, then a sigh. "What is it?"

"It's about Austin. He's in the hospital. His condition is critical, Emily. He might not make it."

Emily felt her heart constrict, the breath leaving her lungs in a rush. She had been trying to keep her distance, to protect herself from the pain and chaos that seemed to follow her family, but this news shattered her resolve. "What happened?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"He was in an accident. They think it was intentional. He's fighting for his life, and... th