Quentin had made arrangements to care for the cats and dogs I rescued, while Justin used their lives to threaten me.
In Marina Sands, I had lived as an ordinary person.
I had planned to wait for Justin’s proposal before revealing the truth to him.
Losing half of an investment would spell disaster for anyone starting a business.
Justin gently took Alice’s hand, his eyes filled with tenderness.
“A gem this beautiful deserves to adorn the graceful hand of an artist. Look at your hands—short, stubby, and constantly in surgeries.
“Who knows how much blood, waste, and filth they’ve touched? I can hardly stand holding them most of the time.”
Unable to watch any longer, Collin stepped forward to mediate.
“Those are hands that save lives. They’re the most beautiful of hands. Let’s step outside for a smoke, Justin.”
As he left, Justin turned back to look at me.
