Chapter 46

Stefan sat across from her, watching her like a hawk. He didn’t say a word, but his presence was loud, too loud. He made sure her plate was wiped clean, not even a crumb left. And she obeyed, chewing slowly, the food tasting like cardboard in her mouth.

Not because she was full, but because every bite made her want to scream.

When she was done, he stood up and nodded toward the hallway. “Go to your room.”

Elena paused, her fingers still resting on the edge of the plate. Her throat burned, so many things she wanted to say.

"You’re wicked. You’re heartless. I hate you." But...