The Fake Boyfriend

Elara's POV:

I stood frozen like a statue carved from ice. The air in the narrow hallway thickened, turning heavy and suffocating under the crushing weight of Kaelen's aura. His massive frame blocked the overhead light, casting long, dark shadows over the scuffed floorboards. I didn't need to turn my head to know he was glaring at Elias; the sheer, unadulterated hostility rolling off his bare ski