“You weren’t yourself. You were under someone else’s influence.”
Meg opened her eyes and looked deeply into his hazel gaze. His scent surrounded her. His feelings toward her were strong and comforting. It would be easy to accept what he was saying and melt into his embrace, but she couldn’t do that. “I don’t buy that. I can’t say ‘The devil made me do it’ and forget about it. If someone did influence me, he couldn’t make me do anything I wasn’t capable of doing. I have to take responsibility for my actions.”
Mark experienced a surge of respect for Meg and knew he could never love anyone else as much as he loved her right now. “I understand better than anyone else what you’re going through. I’ve been fighting my own inner demons for a long time now. Everyone feels pain and doubts. We have
