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turned around and walked calmly out of his office not wanting to cause a scene on his job. I had more class than that. As I stepped into the elevator, I could hear Jaxsin hauling ass down the hallway calling my name out. God please close the elevators door before he gets here. The doors began to shut just as Jaxsin appeared. I could hear him banging on the doors yelling out for me to wait. The lord does work in mysterious ways. I sank back against the wall and allowed my tears to fall.
    By the time I made it back home, I was an emotional wreck. I couldn’t believe that he had actually stood in my face and lied to me about Kyla. A woman knows when her man is up to no good. The only man I had ever loved had played me. Jaxsin and his parents had been there for me since I was sixteen. My parents were killed inside of our home when two robbers broke in and tried to rob us. My father managed to get one shot off hitting one of the robbers but my father hadn’t known that the robber had had an accomplice helping him until he was struck from behind with a baseball bat knocking him unconscious. My mother came running down stairs to where my father was, only to be shot in the head and killed instantly. The robbers took everything they could get their hands on. Once they were finished, the one my father had shot went back and shot him three times killing him. It was the most horrible scene I walked into because I was the one who had come home and found them.
    I remembered screaming so loud. Jaxsin who had been outside washing his dads car had heard me and came rushing down, took in the scene scooped me up and took me back to his house. Jaxsin’s family took me in and made all the arrangements for my parent’s burial because I had been in such shock that I couldn’t get past seeing my parents on the floor dead. Jaxsin’s family had been a Godsend because even though I owned my parents’ house now; I couldn’t stay there knowing what had happened to my parents. My parents had made me feel so safe and now they were gone. I ended up renting the house out to a nice family that still lives there.
    My father and Jaxsin’s father Edward Dane had been best friends and business partners. Jaxsin and I really hadn’t liked each other all that much and had disagreed on everything. Both our parents had always tried to play matchmaker but it never worked we were just too different but, after my parents funeral things seemed to have changed between us. I had ended up living with Jaxsin for the remainder of my junior and senior school year. In those two years, I had fallen in love with Jaxsin but had been unable to say anything to him about it. I could tell that Jaxsin had wanted me to but neither of us acted on it. All of our friends saw us as a kind of brother and sister because Jaxsin was a few years older and he was already attending college. After graduation, I went to another college where we had seen less and less of each other but we still maintained contact through email and phone calls.
    Jaxsin had ended up getting into a little trouble while at college and needed her help to get him off without his parents finding out. All the wild parties, drinking, smoking pot and screwing girls had landed him in jail. I had been in my second year of law school when I had to pull a few strings for Jaxsin and because the judge had been good friends with my parents before they had passed away, I managed to get Jaxsin off with a warning and community service.
    I guessed that was his eye-opener because Jaxsin suddenly surprised me at school one day and expressed his love for me and after college, he wanted us to move in together. I was shocked to say the least and because I was so naive, I jumped head long at the chance to be with Jaxsin. He wanted a family and I had wanted the same but I wanted to be married first. This brings me to where I am right now and that, was having to make a decision to either love him or leave him because again things had