That's when Liam showed up.
One of his friends must've slipped him my account info, because he saw my viral video.
His fragile male ego and ridiculous possessive streak got the better of him, and he couldn't sit still.
In his eyes, I was just craving attention by pulling this stunt, trying to force him to take me back.
So he decided to end this whole ridiculous farce the only way he knew how, the way he's best at, and the very way he secretly finds distasteful: Money.
That afternoon, Glenn and I were downstairs in our neighborhood walking Charlie.
Glenn had made homemade teething biscuits for Charlie, and my baby was happily crunching away, tail wagging a mile a minute.
Suddenly, a sharp, deafening engine roar cut through the quiet, screaming closer and closer toward us.
A garish,
