Chapter 105

MARK'S POV:

I stood at the center, feeling the heat of their fury pressing in from all sides. Jennie and Sarah, both standing rigid, faces twisted with anger, were caught in a standoff that could only end badly. The accusations, the sharp barbs, each one landing with the precision of a practiced fighter, had escalated beyond control.

“That’s enough,” I said, my voice surprisingly calm given the circumstances. I didn’t shout or demand; the quiet intensity of my words was enough to cut through the noise. For a moment, they both froze, as if time itself had paused to take a breath.

Neither of them moved. The anger was still there, burning hot just beneath the surface, like coals ready to burst into flames at the slightest provocation. But my intervention had created a pause, a brief moment of clarity in the chaos. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself, trying to rein in the fury that had consumed me. It wasn’t easy; I could feel the edges of my control fraying, but I knew that if