“Ah, now I get it,” she mused. “You feel sorry for her.” That got my attention and I snapped my head around to glare at her. “Excuse me?” “Shannon,” Bella replied with a smirk. “She’s all fucked up, with a broken home and a bad daddy, and you’re a sucker for a sob story.” She added, “Just look at Gib—” “Don’t even go there,” I warned, hands balling into fists.
