I shrugged, as if it were nothing, although I had noted it in my diary against the day we met, as I always do.
This is the most awful manipulation, isn’t it? Jotting down details so he can take credit for them at a later date, fooling poor Jenna into thinking he’s attentive. When I wrote Ian’s chapters, I thought of all the domestic abusers I met when I was a police officer. Some were pure and simple bullies, quick to fists when things didn’t go their way, but the worst were the manipulators. Charming and thoughtful, so willing to ‘help with enquiries’ it cast doubt on the whole situation. Dangerous, dangerous men.
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