Claire’s Pov
I slowly nodded,feeling the weight of Darien’s words. the weight of Darien’s words. “That must have been so difficult for you Darien,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Darien’s gaze looked away, his jaw clenched. “It was…… survival. I had to adapt, I had no choice than to live like he wanted, to become what he wanted me to be.” He said.
His voice was covered in a mix of emotions. Pain, anger and resignation. For a moment I saw where his ruthless or should I say fierce self came from.
Even though he didn’t reveal much about his parents, I reached out, my hand hesitating for a moment before I touched his arm. “You don’t have to be that person anymore Darien you’re more than what your father made you be. You don’t have to live like that anymore.”
His eyes shifted bac
