A Job!

Viktor was in rehab and I had paid the entire thing with the money Milo had given me. Viktor cussed me and called me all sorts of names because he hated that I was forcing him to get the help he needed.

However, at the end of the day, I knew that he would appreciate everything I was doing. What good was my money anyway if it didn't help the man who contributed sperm to bring me into the world?

I also hadn't seen Milo in three days and I didn't make any move to text him or ask him where he had gone. That would only make me look desperate.

He had made it clear that I was nothing but his mistress the last time he visited me. It was obvious that his heart still belonged to his ex-wife.

 Otherwise, there was no other reason he had to refuse to pursue anything with any other woman.