As I walked away from Dominic and headed back to my room, I couldn't stop asking myself what I had just done. Had I really just given him a chance? Had I actually agreed to let the man who was responsible for my parents' death try to prove himself to me?
My mind was spinning with confusion and doubt. Part of me wanted to go back downstairs and tell him I had changed my mind, that I couldn't do this after all. But another part of me – a part I didn't want to acknowledge – was curious to see what he would do with this opportunity.
I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, trying to calm my racing heart. The truth was, giving him a chance served my purposes too. If I stayed close to him, I could investigate what really happened to my parents. There were still too many unanswered qu
