Jarek.
In my twenty-nine years of navigating this thing called life, I have had my own fair share of traumatic experiences.
I was not new to the phenomenon called pain. In fact, pain was what I felt when I lost my sister to death. It was also what I had felt when my mate, Keisha, betrayed me and left with that scumbag; And when my parents decided to leave me just the same way Grace had, I knew then and there that this may just be my destiny.
So by now, you should think that I would've become immune to heartache. But I was not.
Because nothing… absolutely nothing, including everything I mentioned above could prepare me for the pain of watching her stand side by side with them.
Why?
Because I'd been gone for only a couple of weeks!
She had left me just like Keisha did, and now, she stood against me, her fierce purple eyes almost predatory as she glared daggers at me.
