Sebastian didn't say a word, didn't move.

He sat there, his hands resting on the table, his expression calm and patient, like he was waiting for her to continue.

Callista's throat tightened, but she forced the words out like they’d been burning a hole in her chest for years.

"The place looked fine on paper—good reputation, strict rules, all the things my dad could brag about to his golf buddies. But once I got there, it was a different world. Cold, isolating… the kind of place where the ...