Flashback
I still remember that rainy afternoon so clearly, as if I watched it being painted slowly and in vivid colors.
It was the day Marion and I sat together in his private study. He had invited me in after I'd just gotten back from grocery shopping.
He'd asked me to sit down, and I did, my heart fluttering with curiosity.
He had promised to fill me in with some of the things that he did which was surprising as I had no business in it.
I had always known his world was complicated, but I never expected to hear it all laid bare before me.
He took a slow, deep breath, his eyes meeting mine with that steady, intense look I'd come to adore.
"Selena," he began softly, "there are things I need to tell you about my business, about how I built everything that I have."
I leaned forward, in a bid to catch every word.
"What do you mean, Marion?" I asked gently, though I already sensed that what he was about to say would change things forever.
