~Caspain's POV~
My body moved before I could even think. Hazel's knees buckled beneath her, and I lunged forward instinctively, catching her just before she hit the ground.
What happened to her?
She was perfectly fine just minutes ago—her face had held a forced calm, her posture straight. Yet now, she was limp in my arms, like a flame extinguished without warning.
I barely registered the harsh words spilling from her stepmother's mouth. They were muffled, like I was underwater, my ears ringing with panic. Her younger sister let out a gut-wrenching cry, clutching a her dress. Her fists clenched around it in grief or disbelief.
But my world had narrowed.
I was completely fixated on Hazel.
My heart pounded violently in my chest. my eyes flicked toward Cayden. He stood there, relaxed, almost indifferent. His arm was draped around Natasha, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. He didn't even flinch. Didn't move.
And that was when something in me snapped.
