Chapter 15

The room fell into a heavy silence. It wasn’t just quiet, it was the kind of stillness that pressed against your chest, the kind that made breathing feel like a task.

Elena stood frozen, unsure of what to do, a mix of shock and pity swirling in her chest. Her heart pounded, her throat felt dry. She had heard rumors about Stefan, about how ruthless he could be. but seeing Mia stand up to him like that? Slapping him, with no fear in her and his bodyguard presence?

She watched ...