Brent's pov
The day she left me for the second time around, it felt like it was the death of me. The pain is just too much to handle compared to the time that Alicia left. I was out of my mind. I don't function well. I was mad. I lost hope. I lost the reason to live. Every heartache leaves a mark on me. And it's showing in my body. It's in my legs, literally.
I'm glad that my brother got my back. He was thoughtful enough to send someone to follow Rechielle. But there's a catch, he did not let me see them. Not until I get myself fully recovered. That's his condition.
So I spent time healing myself in proper duration. I undergo therapy to be able to walk normally. Take all my medications appropriately in time. Before I follow her and win her back, I have to be the best version of myself.
