Chapter 4
HIM
I settle in the front seat of my truck and watch as my little flower makes dinner for that asshole she calls a boyfriend.
I’m glad I was finally able to slip in and get the cameras set up last night, because now I can really see what goes on when I’m not around.
Evan’s been putting his hands on my flower, and I have a problem with that.
I don’t know how long he’s been doing it, but watching him pull Essence’s hair and get in her face to intimidate her almost had me crashing through the downstairs window to get to him.
Patience.
I just need to stay patient. Soon, Evan will be nothing more than a nonfactor.
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