“Do you want to hear my theory?” I watch her intently as if trying to navigate the blueprint of her mind. “I think you only want to be with Elijah because of your parents.” The two people she’s been conditioned to obey. “Azere, for years, you’ve been restricted by them—dictated to by one and haunted by the other. You’ve put their desires ahead of yours. If you keep living like that, you’ll never be happy. You’ll be miserable. All your life.”
