You can marry her if you want

Her response confused me. “Why will marrying Nova make me repeat your mistakes? It makes little sense. No matter how I view it, I can't see any connection between the two of them.”

Heaving out a sigh, she walked around my desk and got to the chair opposite mine, where she sat down gracefully, crossing her legs. I would have scoffed at how she was acting, but I knew this came naturally to her. She was born to a model mother who taught her how to act from a young age. This was why, when she left the legal world, she got more than enough model gigs with good payments. It was a pity she rejected them all for my dad.

See?

Most times, her story made it difficult for me to blame her for being a negligent mother. I could understand why she acted that way with me, opting to be like a stepmother instead of an actual mom. She gave up more than she wanted, just to marry a man who didn't love her.

“You need to be with the one who loves you, Dashiell, not the one who wants to use you for