Joann's POV.
Home sweet Home, at least, to me.
I lived in a moderate apartment, no flashy stuff like the other girls, just a kitchen to cook, and a place to lay my head.
I sighed, going through the dresses, the price tag on each of them had my eyes growing wider and wider.
He seriously paid for all this stuff?
For me?
Why?
"Urgh" I groaned, kicking the paper bag away with a glare.
I can't have him mess with my head in any way.
I can't make the mistake of giving him a chance.
I didn't want him to..to..STEVEN me.
My eyes trailed round the room and finally landed on a picture frame.
A picture of both of us.
I stared at it for a while, my eyes growing watery.
It was a picture we took at an amusement park, wonderland, the most expensive park in all of
