CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
TYLA Point of View
Upon entering the packhouse I felt myself moving with confidence and my spirits were high along with my clear thinking. The instant I entered the building my face received a sudden burning sensation. The slap did not force me backward but caused a burning sensation. I raised my eyes to see the man who faced me. Jonathan. His expression appeared tight while his eyes showed dark anger as he looked at me. He spoke in a controlled manner while warning me with his words when he said "That's for leaving this house without my permission." My body remained upright as I resisted any movement when confronted by his anger. I held my cheek steady and revealed no weakness after he slapped me. He faced my unwavering stare with no change in my expression and regular breathing. Then, without thinking, I smiled. His expression twisted. The muscles across his face tensed while his jaw became rigid. His predictions included potential defiance or resistance yet he
