Chapter 122 Broken Compass

• Edwin blinked, suddenly feeling more sober than he had all evening. His heart thundered in his chest as he stepped back to let Lance enter, the door closing behind them with a soft click that seemed to echo the finality of the moment.
• The room was quiet, the atmosphere tense as the two remained silent. While Edwin looked everywhere but his man's face, Lance's gaze was fixed on him, silently pleading for attention.
• "Look at me, baby," Lance demanded, desperation vivid in his voice. It cracked slightly on the word "baby," betraying the fragility beneath his commanding tone.