My Ex Tried To Use My Black Card

of me.

“Eat.”

“I might throw up.”

“Then you’ll have something to do.”

I picked up the fork.

My phone buzzed again.

This time it was a text from Vanessa.

I didn’t know about Harold. I knew about the cards. I’m sorry.

Then another.

He said you were hiding money from him and he was taking back what he deserved.

Then a third.

The necklace was my idea. I wanted you continue reading …