A/N: We skip back to the rooftop here for a few chapters! If you aren't a fan of such circuitous temporal jumps for effect... well, my sincere apologies~
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***[POV: Word Choosing CEO]***
"I can't help but love them anyway, despite everything. They are beautiful. But they also represent everything wrong I grew up with as an example. Someone deciding what you should want instead of actually listening to what you do want."
She met my eyes with that light gray, the intelligence I always admired in them now soft and slightly pained. Close to pity, but I don't think it was for my sake. Something I'd said just touched a nerve of hers again.
"I broke a pot of them once. The person who placed them didn't know the history, but I… overreacted."
"How so?"
When she continued to question, I knew that she actually wanted the whole story. Not the sanitized version I'd given everyone else.
