Verena

I stopped before the traffic light, turning my head to Daxton who slept peacefully. The longer my gaze lingered on him, I couldn't help but feel that he kept tabs on me because how did he know about the issues I faced in getting a lawyer?

I never shared it with him because I didn't want to burden him. He had done so much for me and just telling him about how Kian was bent on frustrating me was just too much. 

What if Daxton believed that I had too many problems and got tired of me?— I mean that was what I thought until he laid his head...