My sibling entered the room, his expression etched with worry. "Who were you speaking with just now?" he inquired, his tone hushed yet inquisitive.
I dismissed his question with a shake of my head. "Nobody of consequence," I replied hastily, averting my eyes. "I need to leave. I have an appointment with my attorney."
"Astrid..." His voice softened, though concern still lingered. "Let me take you. You've been—"
"I don't require transportation," I cut in, donning my jacket. My words came out harsher than intended, but I couldn't help it. I despised being coddled. "I'll summon a taxi."
His jaw clenched, but he refrained from pressing further. He simply stood there, observing as I collected my belongings. I could sense his gaze upon me for a moment.
"Are you certain you're alright?" he finally asked, his voice now barely above a whisper.
I paused at the exit, my hand resting on the knob. "I'm fine, Seth," I said, though even I doubted the sincerity of my words.