THOUGHTS ~

The shadows of dusk were starting to creep across the kitchen, so I went up to shower. Then I flopped on my bed and cried myself to sleep. I tossed and turned all night and awoke certain that I could have been happy with either one of the dark-haired, green-eyed, sexy-as-hell Booker twins, if the other didn’t exist.

They both did exist, though, and they were both amazing. I cared about each of them too much to choose the other one. I had royally screwed up any chance with either of them, so I needed to pick up the pieces of my life and move on without them. We would all be better off without the sick love triangle that I had inadvertently created.

I showered again in the morning and drove my Lambo to work. Still feeling uneasy, I walked inside my lavish office and greeted by my personal assistant Stacy, she helped me get my stuff together while i slumped in my soft comfortable office chair.

“Be careful, Sweetheart!” Stacy was concerned about me

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