Mark’s pov

Tiffany turns to me, her face hurt and confused. "Was that what this whole tantrum you've been throwing was about?" she asks, her voice trembling.

I feel a surge of shame and guilt, knowing I've hurt her. I try to speak, but she cuts me off, turning to Stefano.

"And you," she says, her voice cold and venomous. "You're just as bad. Using me as a pawn in your twisted game of cat and mouse. I'm not a prize to be won, Stefano. I'm a person."

Stefano looks down, guilt all over his face. "Tiff—" I try to speak, but she cuts me off.

"No, I've already dealt enough with my father's manipulation. I'm so over this," she says, her voice firm and hurt. She turns and walks out of the room, leaving me feeling like I've really messed up.

I realize now that I should have kept my emotions in check. But why would she get involved with her captor in the first place? Is she that naive?

"That wasn't a nice thing to say," Rex says to Stefano, his voice disapproving. Stefano looks genuinely remorseful.

Mark