Chapter 3

Sierra said, "Wayne isn't yours. He's just messing around with you.

"When he gets tired of you, he'll dump you like yesterday's garbage.

"So don't kid yourself."

I looked at her, at that beautiful face warped by jealousy, and couldn't help but laugh.

I pointed at the numbers hovering above her head, 45 years, eight months, and twelve days.

I said, "Ms. Tucker, you've got so much time left. Why throw yourself at a man who doesn't love you?

"Take my advice. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Don't tie yourself to just one.

"You hate me so…