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“We broke up six months ago,” I reminded him with a frown and a shrug. “What I do and who I see is no longer your business.” “We,” he said moving his finger back and forth between us. “Didn’t break up shit. You said what you said, and you left. I never agreed to losing you.”
I would never agree to having part of her when she owned every part of me. I wanted all of her. And I was going to get that. In time. The possibility of having none of her at all was not a reality I was trying to get used to. Denial wasn’t the word even though plenty of motherfuckers had thrown it my way. It went deeper than that. When I met Majesty, I met the other half of my soul, and I needed that shit back or nothing at all.
