Jakes pov
In my entire existence, I had never disrespected any woman the way I did Sabrina today. All it had to take for me to realize my mistake and how far I had gone was the hot slap Sabrina gave me. I was left bewildered not by the slap but by the fact that I disrespected her to the point that she had to walk away so as not to see my face again. That was the level of hatred she had for me. What was wrong with me? Instead of finding a way to reconcile with my long-lost lover and shorten the drift between us, I widened the gap and all it took were unkind words. The tongue is indeed a double-edged sword. With the way things had escalated, would she even believe me when I tell her that I have been miserable without her that I have spent about a million Kenyan Shillings looking for her?
