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As he leaned forward, his cuff links hit the top of his desk, and his stare hardened. “Does Declan know the truth now?”

“Yes. It came to a head last night.” I dropped my hair and clutched my stomach. “I’m telling you this because there was a reason why he didn’t want me as his intern, and that’s my fault. He spent the last semester thinking …” My voice trailed off. I swallowed. I pushed the emotion away. “He thought he had hooked up with a woman who didn’t remember any of it, and that led to some really heavy and really shitty thoughts.”

“Jesus, Hannah.”

I whispered, “I know.” I raised my hand. “But I had my reasoning—a reasoning that I made very clear to him last night. He’s not innocent either, Dominick. We’re both in the wrong.”

He remained silent, staring at me, his gaze telling me he was processing.

“I know you warned him, which I love you for, but that warning came a little late.” I uncrossed my legs and moved to the end of the chair. “He tried, Dominick. I can’t say I did becau