C13 Breaking point

The house was silent, save for the distant hum of the idling car. My chest tightened as I watched Alex’s face harden, his jaw clenched in a way that screamed trouble.

“Stay here,” he whispered, gripping the gun tightly.

“Are you insane?” I hissed, grabbing his arm before he could move. “You can’t just walk out there.”

His gaze softened for a moment, but his resolve didn’t waver