Chapter 177

Margaret kept her mouth shut. She knew that look on Stefan's face, the way his shoulders went tight when he was pissed off. After all these years, she'd figured out when to talk and when to stay quiet. Right now? Definitely time to keep quiet.

The car ride felt like it went on forever. Stefan gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles went white. His jaw was clenched tight as he ran through his mental checklist.

First thing - make sure Mia was okay. Everything else could wait.

When they got to the house, he barely let the car stop before he jumped out. He walked fast...