Dhalia POV
I look at him and wait, wondering what he will say. I saw his panic when he mentioned Jax, so I will never speak of it until Jax feels he can tell me. It's his own story, not mine, and he deserves the time to speak up.
"Look back, Angel. The signs of everything are there. If you didn't notice, I must hide it well."
Look back? I think back to the entire time I've stayed here for signs. There are none. I can't remember one sign that indicated what he has been through or his issues.
There's nothing noticeable, I don't think, anyway. "I don't see anything when I look back, Blake."
He smiles and nods. "Do you think it's a coincidence that I submit? That I rarely switch to dominate someone? That even throughout the day, I stick to the same rules, and in a way, I do as I am told?"
