“Like you.” Growl narrowed his eyes. “I’m changing my life for you by going against Falcone.” “I know, and I’m grateful for that. But you’re doing it for me. It’s like you still don’t think you deserve anything good,” I said. “You live in this place, even though you don’t have to. I can’t imagine Falcone is paying you that badly. You are like that woman – scared of change.” He sat up. “This house isn’t like being beaten up by someone.” He hesitated. “Is it that bad for you?” I sighed. “This place makes me miserable.” “You mean I make you miserable.”
