Silas's POV
Her jaw tightened like a steel trap, matching the rigid fist she kept pressed against the table's surface. This woman never ceased to amaze me with her determination to maintain composure even as I watched the fractures spreading through her carefully constructed facade.
She was falling apart piece by piece, yet that stubborn fire in her dark eyes refused to let her surrender completely. The sight alone made me settle deeper into my chair, genuinely curious about how much longer she believed she could sustain this charade.
