The next day, Jones paced outside his apartment ready to confront the woman he had loved for years. He spent the previous day thinking about his situation and why Tricia had to betray him. It all made no sense to him.
What could she possibly need that he didn't provide?
Jones had deliberately focused on her and left himself out of his budget. The only thing he thought was right for him was to get his college degree and that one thing he so much desired, Tricia had to take it away from him as if she owned him. He alighted from the compound and rushed into a taxi headed for Tricia's apartment.
“She had better have a good explanation, else I won't go easy on her,” he said with an icy tone. “Drive,” he ordered, giving the driver the address he was heading to.
“Alright, sir,” the man sa
