One day before my brother’s wedding, he demanded my penthouse and told me to move into a rental home. – Welcome

but it’s not. And seeing you with someone else…it’s killing me.”

Some of my anger softened, but not enough to let him escape the point.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t have feelings too? That your suggestion wouldn’t hurt me?”

His shoulders dropped.

“I was an idiot. I’m sorry. I’ve been neglecting you, and I see that now.”

I nodded slowly.

“I appreciate continue reading …