Chapter Fourteen: Deciding…
Theo had already made peace with walking away.
He had told himself he was done… done with this mess, the sleepless nights, the pressure from watching Danielle destroy herself inch by inch while pretending she was fine.
He had thrown the bag over his shoulder, walked out the gates, and told himself that this time, he wouldn't look back.
But then he saw Jackson…
The name alone scraped against a memory that had been sealed deep in Theo's mind..the file, the report, the details he never should have read.
The boy who had posted Danielle's photos some time ago. The reason she stopped eating properly. The reason her wrists bore those thin white lines she thought no one noticed…and the reason-Danielle wanted to jump over that bridge.
Theo's hand tightened around the strap of his duffel.
That kind of man, the kind who hurt women to feel powerful — was the kind he hated the most. It reminded him of his brother, Ethan.
