Chapter Forty-Four
The heavy silence in Stefan’s office was suffocating, and I could feel the weight of his words pressing down on me like a physical force. I had never felt so cornered, so powerless. The walls seemed to close in, and the vastness of the office only made me feel smaller, like a caged animal trying to escape an inescapable fate.
I stood there, my body rigid with a mix of anger and fear, struggling to find the words that could break free from the knot in my throat. “You think you can control me, don’t you?” I finally managed to say, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to sound defiant.
Stefan’s eyes never left mine, the coldness in his gaze more pronounced than ever. He took a slow, deliberate step toward me, his presence looming over me like a dark shadow. “I don’t think it, Shania,” he said, his voice low and steady. “I know I can.”
His words hit me like a slap to the face. He was so certain, so sure of his control, that it made my blood run cold. I wanted to y
