VJ “Please let me go. I didn’t do anything.” Please let me go. That’s the go-to phrase when someone knows they’re going to die. That and ‘I didn’t do anything wrong’ or ‘You have the wrong man.’ I don’t have the wrong man; I made damn sure of that. I make no mistakes. I should be over at my parent’s place right now with Chloe. We planned to tell them we were getting married and that Chloe was pregnant. Max also has something he wants to tell the family. I told Chloe I’d pick her up at 7 P.M. She’d been anxious to tell my parents our news as we’d already told hers. Chloe said that she felt terrible that we’d kept the news from my family for almost a week and that she asked if I was ashamed of her. I rolled my eyes. I am in no way ashamed of Chloe, and she should know that. I hadn

