[thorne]
Heaving a sigh while watching Randy and our kid cook our dinner. Resting my head and shoulders on the wall near the kitchen, staring at the two with envy. Damn. It hurts so badly. My heart just picked the kid. Staring at him is like staring at my reflection in the mirror. Am I his biological father?
Recalling my past, I’m not proud of it. I was toxic as f**k back then. Fast cars, jet skiing, new girls every night, partying—mostly, I spent my youth fulfilling my cravings and desires. Until I met Randy and fell in love with him, everything changed in a blink of an eye.
Indeed. True love can change a person. The old me is dead and gone. I married Randy because I want him to be mine solely. The attention and care I’ve longed for ages, can only be found in him. Money can’t always
