Anjola
Falling for Diablo was the one thing I had done in my life without reasoning; an escape plan in case everything went awry. How wrong I was? Now sitting back in the car and driving right into what Diablo helped my father build felt gut-wrenching. It was worse seeing my parents actually talk after everything that happened between them. If my mind wasn't in shambles. I would say we looked like the perfect family and I even had a little brother.
"Are you okay?" Dad asked me suddenly.
"I am," I replied, successfully choking back the sob inching its way through the back of my throat.
"How have you been coping without me?" I countered to dampen his rising doubts. How could I reveal to him that I had let my guard down and fallen in love with the wrong man? It felt so right then but I s
