Cherilyn Knight's Point Of View.
I had made a decision — an extreme decision, one that weighed heavily on my conscience. It was not just a choice I was not proud of; it was a betrayal of everything I stood for. Never in my life did I imagine I would find myself in this position, but the options laid before me were impossible. It was as if the Don had handed me two equally terrible choices: jump off a cliff into the unknown or stand in front of a speeding bullet train. Either way, the outcome was certain, and it would be disastrous for me. No matter what path I chose, I was bound for destruction.
Fear had wormed its way into the deepest parts of my soul, settling there and refusing to leave. It clouded my thoughts, made my heartbeat quicken every time I imagined my future. So, in the end
