Jimmy's POV
I narrowed my eyes, locking my stare on Eve. "Whatever secrets Mom's been keeping, they won't destroy my future happiness. My happiness rests on you, Eve—only you."
Nothing else would shake my resolve ever again.
"Really?" Jensen laughed mockingly. "So you wouldn't care if your mother suffered from mental illness?"
"What if she did?" I fired back icily. "Mom broke down because of you. You imprisoned her in that villa, never allowing her freedom, planning to cage her forever. You drove her to madness through pure torture."
Without that hell, maybe Mom wouldn't have chosen to end her life.
Any person would crack under those conditions. Especially when their family was destroyed and loved ones perished, all because some maniac refused to let go.
"You really think your mother went insane simply because I held her captive?" Jensen mocked.
