Roman didn't know how to feel about what she had just said. Hearing her claim the house as hers brought him a strange sense of satisfaction, like a small victory in the midst of their ongoing battle. But her eyes still held so much spite for him, and it stung more than he cared to admit.
He shifted his gaze to Daniel, giving him a look that needed no explanation. The young man didn't need to be told twice—he disappeared from the room in an instant, leaving the two of them alone.
With Daniel gone, Roman moved to the bed and sat down beside Tessy, his weight causing the mattress to dip slightly. He glanced at the leftover food on the tray before turning his attention to her face.
She had a glass of juice in her hand, and her wary gaze followed his every move. Thankfully, she didn't flinch or move away when he sat down beside her, though her body was tense, like a coiled spring ready to snap.
