I need to make a decision before I leave this room today. I can either let Zoe play me for a fool and let her take my life…
Well, ya…let her try…
But the fact is…I am not a coward.
She has hurt me for far too many times, and for far too many times, I have given her the control and looked the other way. That control ends here today. I know deep in my heart that the final hurt is not over.
So, after taking several moments to clear my head and convincing myself that this is indeed for the best, I get out of bed and glance over my shoulder at Zoe...
And just as expected…
The woman has her goddamn hand inches away from her Glock.