“You’re a different woman than you were in that gilded castle.” “I certainly hope so.” My answer is quiet, because inside, it holds a fear. One that rolls right off my loosened tongue. “But I’m afraid that it’s not true.” Dommik frowns down at me. “Why would you think that?” “What if I only think I’ve become a better person?” I ask shakily. “What if I find myself months, years from now, sitting in some lavish room in some pretty life, and as soon as I have that back, I also go back? Back to behaving and thinking the same way as before. Perhaps I’m still a nasty, bitter woman with a cold heart,
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