Author’s POV
Vance leaned against the desk, his body rigid with frustration as he stared at Mona, the weight of his sister's words still hanging in the air between them. He knew she had every right to be upset, even if she was trying to mask it by focusing on her work. But what his sister had just done—it was too much. No one should be made to feel like that, especially not Mona.
He ran a hand through his hair, trying to pull his thoughts together, but his mind was a tangled mess. Melanie had always been a force of chaos in his life, always pushing, always testing boundaries. But to see her try to tear Mona down, to try to make her feel small—he couldn't stand it.
He sighed deeply, moving closer to Mona’s desk. Her eyes were fixed on the papers in front of her, but he could see the tens
