Noah and Diana couldn't comprehend her decision.
They sat across from her, faces clouded with confusion.
She sat opposite, enduring their bewildered stares.
"If I'd known you were going to him to compromise, I never would have let you go," Noah said, his lips pressed into a grim line, his entire demeanor dark.
"Yes, sister... your decision worries us," Diana added, her face full of concern.
She remained calm. "I don't think you need to worry about me because I know what I'm doing."
Noah frowned, "I just asked for time to handle this. I could have protected you and Jackson."
She shook her head, gazing intensely at Noah's helpless expression, "Brother, you don't understand; sister is exasperated."
Diana, perched beside her, gently wrapped her arms around her in a comforting embrace. "But choosing this path will only wear you down more and more," she whispered, her voice laced with concern.
