A wave of shock rolled through me when I thought I would have to kill frank and to be sincere I thought as well that I could have as well as shot him in the head.

My breath stopped and my stomach tightened as I walked out of her room…

Anyone who knew me could write a full book on how possessive I was. And while I might be in denial at that face most of the time, it turned out what they thought about me was fact, every bit of it.

I hated sharing anything that was mind and seemed to be defensive about.

Having Frank out his arm...