Sinclair's pov
I didn't know if I wanted Blair to be in my room at this point of our lives because I knew for a fact that it'd be extremely difficult to contain my emotions and do something I'd regret later.
I tried to remain calm, but my anger and frustration got the better of me. I snapped at her, my voice harsh and unforgiving. But as I looked into her eyes, I saw the pain and sadness there, and my anger melted away.
I took a step closer to her, my hands reaching out to comfort her. "Come here," I urged, and she hesitated for a moment before leaning into my embrace.
As I held her close, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. This was where she belonged - in my arms, safe and protected.
But our moment was interrupted by Caleb's sudden appearance. I glared at him, annoyed at his lack of discretion.