Bre's P.O.V.
The next few months went by without too much of a hitch. Steven was busy in Dallas with his club there; and I helped out a bit with the club here. The drug bust was quickly forgotten and things got back on track. Steven and I barely spoke anymore since the incident of our break-up. If I needed anything specific, I would call his assistant Lisa and he would talk to me through Stacy. It worked out pretty well but I still had a sinking feeling of loss from not being around him. I would have flash backs of nights of us together and the pain in my chest would hurt so much, it felt like I was having panic attacks. I laid in bed, as my alarm clock woke me up. I hadn't slept the same since we broke up and even my brother noticed my weight loss.
" You okay sis?" Ben asked me as
