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Reign had fallen asleep after a few hours of being in the air and Taylor tucked her in her seat comfortably so she could properly sleep for once I thanked God we went with the private jet. Taylor returns to her seat, which is just beside me and continues with the newspaper she was reading before having to go put Reign down properly.

I stare at her in silence, trying to figure out the reason for her becoming the woman she now is, cold, mean, heartless, selfish and uncaring. I needed to know the reason because heartbreak and pain can only do so much when you have...