“Look at you, so that you can pay attention!” Dario commented after his explanation. I was at the Orlando estate, and we met up again.
It wasn’t really that I was paying attention, but I prepared myself for what I was about to do. Should I really look through his office? Was Christian crazy? But then again, I’m the one who offered my help.
“This might be a heavy subject for you, but I thought we could maybe visit...the home you grew up in—“
“What?” I laughed at his hilarious words. “I’m not ashamed of where I come from. I really don’t mind going there.”
Even if it wasn’t intended to be like that, his words hurt me, which was the last thing I needed at the moment. Not from him. He already hurt me more than enough.
Going against Beau’s happiness meant going against my happiness, and the
