Chapter 34

LONDON

What had gotten into me? Striker was right. Last week I wanted to give my father what he wanted so that I could have my payback. Right now, I just watched the man I loved walk away from me, and I didn’t even stop him. He didn’t even finish his food. I felt terrible.

Yes, I loved him.

It wasn’t hard to fall in love with the right man. He was great, kind, thoughtful, loyal, and selfless. He always thought about my needs above everything else.

“God, what should I do? I need a sign.” I looked up. I didn’t pray much but believed the big guy was up there.

I searched for Striker everywhere in the house until I remembered his favorite place.

“I thought I found you here.”

He had whiskey in his hand. He took a sip and didn’t even look in my direction. This was all my fault.

My father dragged him into this arrangement, and Striker didn’t think twice about helping me. Me being an ungrateful bitch just hurt his feelings.

I sat beside h