It felt as though the whole room had turned silent. Time froze, and people stopped blinking. Someone had spoken, and it wasn’t Griffin. Dorothy’s body finally found motion, and she turned her head to stare at Stefan.
He had a different expression on his face—different from the usual depressed look. He seemed taken aback.
“What… what did you just say?” Dorothy asked. Stefan didn’t answer. Instead, he shook his head.
“Stefan, you just spoke! You just spoke! Say something again! Stefan, say something!” Dorothy held his shoulders, shaking him. She was filled with shock, excitement, and other emotions she couldn’t quite name.
The door burst open, and Griffin rushed in.
“Hey!” he called out, pushing Dorothy away from Stefan. “Mr. Stefan, are you alright?” Griffin stared at Stefan with conce
