A Bitter Favor

"I want to put you on an allowance," Roman said quietly, his tone almost cautious. His gaze stayed fixed on me, like he was waiting for the impact of his own words.

My head lifted sharply. “I’m sorry...what did you just say?” I asked, my brows knitting together. For a moment, I wondered if I’d misheard him

“I want to give you an allowance,” he repeated, gentler this time, like softening the tone c