“I don’t want to say, but the point is...my dad takes what he wants. I used to admire that. Until he crossed a line. I didn’t know what he was capable of.” “So, don’t be like him” I reply, touching his lips. “But I wish you’d tell me—” “There are things I have to leave out, Zara. But all that matters is I don’t want to be like him anymore. So when Preston died, I decided I couldn’t be Nash anymore.”
