Chapter 383 Ineffective Communication

• Stefan's POV:
• I sat at my desk, the silence of the room thick with tension. The weight of the day seemed to press against my chest, suffocating. Shadows stretched long across the walls, mirroring the darkness creeping through my mind.
• Yennifer stood before me, her wrists held tight by two bodyguards, her eyes red and rimmed with the remnants of tears. She was trembling, her voice a whisper of desperation. "It's not me… Mr. Jablonsky, I swear. Those photos—none of it was my doing. I know this will only push you further away, make everyone think our connection's nothing like you say. But you... you don't care what the world thinks. I know that about you. I swear, it wasn't me."