d do legally to take anything from me, and my attorneys weren’t afraid of them. So, his parents were losers, and I was free to sell what I needed.

When all was said and done, I started to see what Damian had done as the right choice.

After 4 Weeks, I understood something: I still loved him. Despite what he lied me, my heart hadn’t let go.

I picked up my phone and found his number.

“Paige?” he answered.

“Where are you?” I asked. “I’ll go there, but never do that to me again.”

And that was it.