The silence kept bouncing between us without stopping, like a ping pong ball in an endless match. Back and forth, back and forth, loaded with everything we weren't saying.
"What the hell did you do to me?" I finally managed to ask, breaking that unbearable tension at last.
My voice came out small, vulnerable. I hated how it sounded. But I had to know. I had to understand what that... that thing had been. That control.
He pinched the bridge of his nose lightly between his thumb and index finger, closing his eyes for a brief moment. I watched him carefully weigh every thought before putting it into words, as if he was deciding exactly how much to reveal.
"There's a lot to explain, Jolie." He said finally, opening his eyes. "But before I can even consider bringing you up to speed on every
