Daxton
Panic surged through me, blood pounding in my ears as it drowned the faint opening notes of Clair De Lune that sounded across the room.
Like the therapist had said. ‘Don’t overwhelm her. She isn’t a bird that needs to be caged’
But how was I supposed to not overwhelm her when Verena believed that she was a burden to me? I mean that was the only reason she hadn’t taken money from the card given to her yet, that was why she didn’t share anything about her divorce with me.
I’d watched her for the past few days, watching the distress that slipped on her face whenever she was turned down by a law firm. Whenever I asked what the problem was, she would beam with a smile and respond with ‘nothing.’
Knowing that she would meet the same fate today, although slightly different since sh
