Charlotte's POV
I could still hear my father's voice in my head when I pulled into the parking lot outside Victor's building.
Maybe I finally started seeing things clearly.
The words had followed me all afternoon, because I couldn't stop thinking about the way he'd looked at Paige.
Proud.
He had actually looked proud of her.
I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles hurt and I stared at the dark windows of the building ahead.
I had made a mistake. I knew that now. The problem was that I wasn't sure which mistake had been the worst.
Trusting Victor had been one. Believing he would protect me had been another. And believing I could control any of this had probably been the biggest mistake of them all.
I grabbed my phone and purse, then stepped out of the car.
The night air wa
