Meeting Sammy was unexpected, but it reopened old wounds I thought I had buried under a thick foundation of resilience and concealer. Although I was confused by his sudden outburst, I couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something. Something that painted him as the victim and me as the villain.
I don’t know.
If Draven could play such a sick game—abandoning his own flesh and blood just because he was with another woman and their child—I wouldn't be surprised if he had made me some kind of villain in someone else's story.
However, the last bit of respect and love I had for him had completely vanished from my heart. I was glad he chose another woman; otherwise, my daughter would have been raised by a man who was deceitful and cruel.
"Mommy! Is everything alright?" Diana r
