Only love can make people more vulnerable when they are trusted.
In my previous life, Dashiell contacted me immediately as well.
"Do you need me to step in and help uncover the truth?"
At that time, I was caught in a whirlpool of love, hate, and passion,
Having lost all reason, I was determined to crash through walls, unwilling to turn back.
"Can you please not meddle in my affairs? The debt from saving your sister years ago has been fully repaid by the Forrester estate raising me. I don't plan on cashing in on any favors. I'm begging you, just let me be."
"I can handle my own business. Grey just can't clear my name right now. Once everything settles down, he'll restore my reputation."
I wasn't after the truth, I just wanted that tiny bit of favoritism in Grey's heart.
Looking back, I couldn't even tell if it was the obsession of unrequited love,
Or the stubborn refusal to lose that I'd had since childhood.
After my death, standing before my own gravestone,