MARIA'S POV
"I want her to know that she can't control me," he declared, his voice low and intense. The room seemed to close in on us, amplifying the intensity of the moment.
However, I knew I couldn't let myself be used by him. He still didn't love me; he just wanted to use me to get back at Sophia for pushing him away.
Before I could mutter those words, it seemed like a veil was suddenly lifted from his eyes, making him realize the stupidity in what he was considering.
Connor stepped back, creating a physical and emotional distance between us. The charged moment dissipated, leaving an awkward silence in its wake. I gathered my composure.
It seemed like staring into my eyes made him become aware of my reservations, and from that, he avoided my gaze instantly.
It seemed he was frust
