It was also hard to be serious knowing that what we both wanted was forbidden. Don would always be set for life because his last name was Caselli. Who knew how long Menace would continue to give a fuck about me? Alex was rich and wanted a life with me, and I needed to go with what I was familiar with. I had to take care of me, and being Alex’s wife secured that piece. As fucked up as it was, I enjoyed the life of luxury, and this man wanted to keep me in it.
the projection <<<
that tells me you don’t know don like you think you do
