Meadow’s POV:

That was a no-brainer. I didn’t know this man, but somehow, I trusted him more than any man I had ever known. Trusted him more than I did my father, more than I did Tyler.

“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. “I trust you, Alaric. I just… I don’t want your ideas about me to change once…” I trailed off.

“Once what?” His brows furrowed. “Talk to me, Doe.”

My heart melted. I had done things—well, not THINGS, per se. But I had done something terrible. ...