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There is much to be said for taking positive action during a crisis. Even when said action is not associated with the crisis, doing something, in fact, almost anything rather than nothing, lifts my self-esteem.
I’d never stopped to think about how my current problems might have played out had I not met Victor. My parents must have believed I was entirely safe as long as I remained anonymous and the real scale of my inheritance was hidden.
Then, they were murdered, and everything changed.
Rania looked sullen when I glanced at her sat beside me in the car.
“What’s the matter with you?”
“I don’t like short notice runs.”
“Being positive and moving forward sets the right tone for my life, Rania. I don’t see myself as someone who typically needs or wants to be protected, but I do accept I must be under my current circumstances.”