Cynthia Dion:
"Then I deserve the worst. Atticus! I took my father down for hurting Flora, and you harbored a wicked person who wrecked your sister's life? I can't fathom how you could do that. Why?" I scrutinized him, unsure of my next move.
How on earth did he fall for someone like me?
"Cynthia! I was furious with you. I loathed you for a while, but then my heart couldn't buy it. I knew the videos were authentic, but I sensed there was more to the tale than what met the eye," he began advancing towards me. "And then I started uncovering the truth," he stood before me, gently gripping my arms and locking eyes with me.
"You weren't responsible for all that," he murmured, "it was your wolf, so you didn't recall anything," as he finished, a gasp escaped my lips.
"What do you mean by it
