"Do you really think I'd walk away just because you're hiding things from me?"
Aria's voice held a quiet determination as she stood in Dante's office doorway, her gaze unwavering, challenging. She had waited long enough, the unanswered questions and dark silences between them building up like a storm.
Dante looked up, momentarily taken aback by her boldness, before his expression settled into something unreadable. The powerful, calculating Alpha, always in control, yet in this moment, he could see that Aria wasn't about to be intimidated.
"You shouldn't have come in here, Aria," he said, his voice low but charged with the unspoken weight of his words.
She didn't flinch. Instead, she took a step forward, her hands by her sides, her chin lifted defiantly. "Then tell me why. Tell me why I shouldn't be here. Why you keep me at a distance only to pull me back in again."
