CHAPTER 235
KATYA POV
The chair felt too big for me. I sat stiffly, back straight, hands folded in my lap because I didn't know what else to do with them.
My phone was still in my right hand, its weight pressing into my palm like a reminder I couldn't put down.
Romeo didn't say anything. The silence stretched. It settled into the room the way fog settled into a valley, slow and suffocating.
I risked a glance upward and immediately regretted it.
He hadn't sat yet. He stood behind his desk, one hand resting against the polished surface, the other loose at his side.
His expression was calm, unreadable, as if nothing about this moment required urgency. As if I wasn't sitting here with my pulse racing, waiting for something to fall.
My gaze dropped again, heart pounding loud enough that I was sure he could hear it.
