As the possibility loomed of standing against Sean and Zach, Yves grappled with the weight of the decision ahead.
If it came to it, if he couldn't turn a blind eye to the threats they posed any longer...
All he wanted was to see Clyde one last time, to search for a glimmer of reassurance in his eyes before he silenced the last whispers of conscience within him.
Regardless of whether it was a delusion or a desperate hope, Yves needed to believe he was making the right choice.
Vincent's taunting words earlier struck him like a thunderbolt once more, plunging him into the depths of despair.
It was as if he had been thrust back into the darkest chapter of his life, drowning in its suffocating embrace.
Fear clawed at his heart, its icy tendrils winding around his very being.
It was the same fear that had once driven him to rewrite destinies, to carve out his own path amidst the chaos of fate.