Chapter 68. The Golf Club

The car came to a stop and we were at the golf club. I know that I had told Giveon that I already knew what I was going to say, but the truth was that I didn’t.

I mean, I did know that I was going to talk to him about confessing and taking responsibility for what he had done twenty years ago, but I didn’t really know how I was going to go about it.

I couldn’t just start the conversation with, ‘I know what you did to my parents and you need to take responsibility for it.’ Especially when Giveon had already given me a heads up about how impatient the man can be.

“Are you sure you’re ready? Do you need help?” He asked me, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I swallowed hard, looking at him. I wanted to admit that I didn’t even know what I was going to say or do, but at the same time, I knew that this was my cross to carry, not his.

And I was sure he had some fear or nervousness about me being the savior when I couldn’t even save myself right now from anything. He migh