Diego's POV

Then why the hell did I feel like I’d just lost?

I was used to winning. Not just the easy kind—arguments, negotiations, power plays—but the kind that kept you alive. For me, winning was second nature.

So yes, Davina was right. I had the upper hand here.

Under normal circumstances, I would’ve walked away feeling justified.

But not this time.

Today, something twisted inside me—tight, sharp, unfamiliar. For the first time in a long time, I cared what someone thought of me. ...