Mia’s POV
The silence stretched between us, thick with hesitation. The stepbrothers exchanged glances, their usual arrogance stripped away.
They wanted to refuse. I could see it in the way their jaws tensed, the way their hands curled into fists at their sides.
I leaned back, crossing my arms. "If you’re not going to accept it, then I won’t do it." My voice was firm, unwavering. "I won’t waste my energy on people who refuse to help themselves."
Nathan’s throat bobbed, but he stayed silent.
Xavier exhaled sharply, rubbing his face like he was trying to hold himself together.
Sean stared at me, his eyes unreadable, while Rolex clenched his fists, his entire body rigid.
I knew what they were thinking.
They didn’t want to accept help from me.
Not after everything they’d done.
Not aft
