Maggie in a haste rushed in and pulled Ana away, her eyes wide with surprise. Mavic felt anger bubbling within him, but it quickly morphed into an alien feeling—doubt. Ignoring Master Smith's presence, he turned to leave, envisioning the exit as a gateway to freedom from his swirling emotions.
"Young man, stop right there!!" Master Smith commanded, his voice layered with authority. The air thickened as Mavic slowed his turn, a mixture of pride and defiance welling within him.
"Is there anything you want to tell me, Mr Smith?" Mavic blatantly shot back, his tone dripping with sarcasm. But deep down, he longed for understanding, not confrontation.
Master Smith stepped closer, glaring at Mavic with disappointment in his stormy eyes.
"How dare you talk to me like that? I am your father!" he shouted, his voice echoing off the stone walls of their home.
"Then behave like one!" Mavic shot back, her own voice steady yet fierce.
