"The main reason?" I repeated, feigning indifference.
The truth was that I didn't like how quickly she had brushed off what she had been going to say on account of my slight interruption.
I had really wanted to know what she was going to say. In this meeting, I feel like I'm getting to know who she really was, without those layers she usually hid behind, until now that she has retreated back to them.
She was all serious now. All business. The moment was lost, there was no need trying to recover, there's only forging ahead, hopefully she will drop the serious act as we forge ahead.
Reclining on my chair, I said,
"On my word, I promise I will tell you about the main reason, but before that I need you to tell me why this situation of yours appears choiceless when it's clear you can say no to her. I mean she's your stepmom not your goddamn creator"