C17 She's Never Coming Back

Author’s POV

Lucien dragged a hand through his disheveled hair as he stepped into the living room, his movements heavy with exhaustion. He sank into the couch like a man carrying the weight of a collapsing world. Anderson followed silently, settling into the opposite sofa, his expression just as grim.

“Anderson…” Lucien’s voice cracked, thick with restrained anguish