CHAPTER 39

Everyone thought I was perfect.

My mom thought I was unable to be anyone other than a kind young man. I was her innocent little baby.

Robbie thought I was an Angel. His Angel to be precise.

Jason thought I was pure and needed protection from all the evil lurked in this world. He was my big brother as he thought of himself.

Liz thought I was a perfect man who took familial values to the core. She thought I could never cheat or love a cheater.

But was I?

Not even close.

I had so many flaws, even the ones I knew, I refused to change.

I knew I was a passive-aggressive bitch.

One of the reasons when Aunt Marie and I fought, there was nothing anyone could do, because we stuck to our rights rather than acknowledging our wrongs.

Another one was I was not a person to forgive.

Forget, I could do but forgiveness never came easy for me. And the more time they took to convince me and apologize, the more reasons I found to stay away from them.