Colin's POV
I swallowed hard, feeling the old familiar rush of anger and frustration bubbling beneath my skin. I clenched my fists slightly, fighting the urge to say something I'd regret.
Mia looked up, her expression tight but composed. She didn't show any sign of giving her the satisfaction of a reaction. Her eyes locked briefly with mine before shifting away, her chin lifting just slightly.
Erin took a step forward, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. "Still the silent type, huh?" she said with a scoff, her voice cutting through the air like glass. "I'd almost forgotten how good you are at pretending nothing bothers you."
Mia didn't respond. She smoothed an invisible crease on her dress, adjusted her posture, and kept her gaze fixed on the far wall.
I shifted
