The same stillness that a controlling man reads as surrender can be, underneath, the stillness of a person taking very careful aim.

He thought he had corrected me.

He had only taught me not to let him see where I was looking.

There is a grim education hidden in being controlled by a clever man, and it is this: you learn, in the most intimate detail, exactly how he reads people, which means you learn exactly how to be misread by him on purpose.

Jonathan believed he could tell a corrected woman from a defiant one.