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200 pages, Kindle Edition
Published July 31, 2025


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“I’m so sorry, Alicia. For the way I initially reacted to your feelings, for being so condescending and uncaring. For my immaturity, blowing up your phone. And that video—god, how I wish I could just erase that night. Better yet, erase everything after you tried having that talk with me… I would change so much…”
“We promised exclusivity, and I managed to shit on our arrangement, our friendship, our connection for a vomit-inducing kiss. I swear it didn’t go further than that, but that doesn’t excuse anything. My actions were deplorable, and when you immediately shut me out, I didn’t know how to cope. I was a fucking toddler chucking a tantrum over not having your attention.”
“Why would I waste completely good merchandise? Those donuts are delicious, the flowers are beautiful, and the lingerie is my favourite brand. I took those gifts because I fucking deserve them! That doesn’t mean we’re getting back together.”
If my own mother can treat me so horribly, that must mean all women are highly manipulative and self-serving, right?
“I know your mum took advantage of you and contributed to the way you process things, but you’re an adult now, son. There’s only so long you can blame her until you have to take responsibility for yourself… Tell the truth. Be vulnerable. If Alicia’s everything you say she is, fight for her, Ethan.”
I physically and mentally was incapable of being without her and the revelation had me paralysed with so many mixed emotions. The funny thing was, even though I didn’t want to admit it—especially to myself—I loved her too.
“I fucked up bad with you, huh? But trust me, I’m paying for it now. Since I lost you, I’ve had to work through some heavy self-reflection, and let’s just say I don’t like the person I’ve become. I took you for granted, Ali, but I can’t live without you.”
“I want you to know that all my fucked up actions leading up to this point has nothing to do with you and everything to do with me. It’s me who isn’t husband material. It’s me who isn’t father material.” Unsolicited tears began to gather in my lash line. Yet, I didn’t seem to care. She deserved to see it all. “Fuck. If only I was so lucky to have you as my wife, as the mother of my children. I once told you that nothing else matters if I don’t have you. And you can fucking bet your ass that I’d give up anything for the honour of you taking my last name and becoming my family.”