Danielle POV
Some of what I saw didn’t seem so bad. A few of the scenes even felt… understandable, in a strange way. But others left me unsure. It wasn’t that they looked wrong. Nothing about it suggested something was happening that wasn’t allowed.
It was just the intensity. The weight of it. Things I knew, without question, I wouldn’t enjoy.
“I’m not sure I can give you all of that,” I say softly, honest in a way that feels heavy in my chest.
He doesn’t react right away. He just watches me for a moment, his gaze steady, calm. “I don’t expect all of that, Red. Showing you those scenes wasn’t about expecting you to do any of it with me. It was about letting you see the reality of it. The whole picture.”
I glance down at my hands, my fingers curled loosely around the glass. “I saw ever
