Weaponizing Grandpa

The crushing weight of Sloane's isolation settled over the Sinclair dining room, heavy and suffocating. Despite the stark, horrifying reality of what Sloane had just laid bare, Julian’s jaw clenched. A defensive, lingering frustration practically radiated from his rigid posture, still silently blaming her for stubbornly refusing to simply ask for their help, as if she were the one being unreasonab