Chapter 4

I said my piece and walked away, paying no heed to the chaos erupting behind me.

It was only after I got in the car that I realized my hands were trembling.

Seven years stretched on, from the age of eighteen to twenty-five. I had been right there beside Alex through every hardship and joy.

I was there when Frank was hospitalized, when his company was at its lowest, and when he changed from the guy who wanted to make me happy to the person he'd become today.

I used to believe that when someone changed, there was always a…