If Dominic Crawford had said this when they first met, Sierra Sullivan might have actually softened.
Even if she hadn't agreed outright, she would have found a way to help Dominic Crawford solve this problem.
But now, looking at the pleading eyes of Dominic Crawford, Sierra Sullivan felt nothing at all.
"You chose your own path." Sierra Sullivan's voice was completely flat. "Choosing Joy Warren, choosing to go to Simon Hughes for her sake, letting your family fall into Simon Hughes's hands—those were all your choices. We're all adults. You have to take responsibility for your own choices. That's a simple enough principle, surely you understand that?"
Jayce took Sierra Sullivan's hand. "Sierra, let's go. It's useless talking to someone as selfish as him. He won't listen, and he'll even end up blaming you for it in his head."
Sierra Sullivan knew that Jayce had a point.
And as Jayce had hit the nail on the head, Dominic Crawford's expression grew even uglier.
