Cherilyn Knight's Point Of View.
I had tried my best to avoid Theo. My heart felt heavy with the weight of our situation. The potential of having him as a great friend lingered like a sweet dream just out of reach. I wanted that friendship so badly, but the Don's threat loomed behind me like a dark shadow, stifling any thoughts of it.
The foreboding words Theo had spoken to me about the Don echoed in my mind. It was a constant reminder that my perspective of the Don was shifting, and not for the better. Each encounter, especially the recent one where the Don had lost his temper over my chat with Theo, had solidified my doubts.
After he had lashed out at me, the Don surprisingly returned to a calm demeanor, which only added to my confusion. Every time he acted civil towards me, it crea
