Dahlia's POV.
"Keep me safe?" She chuckled softly as she looked at me. "Every day I curse myself for still being alive. Of what use am I to Felix and Veronica?" She cursed as she looked at me.
"Can we not go there now, Dahlia? Haven't we had enough of this argument already, Dahlia?" I shrugged as I got up from the black sofa I was seated on.
"Five years ago, I know you ended up working under Eriksson's firm and things got messy at the end of the day but that wasn't your fault in any way, Dahlia. You always let your guilt get the best of you which I don't find cool." He growled angrily as he looked at me.
"It doesn't change the fact, Morgan. I got pregnant, I gave birth to those kids out of wedlock. I saw my entire life collapsing right before me, don't you understand that?" I fired ba
