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My mom's go-to mantra was, "In life, always be careful. Make sure when you jump out of the frying pan, you don't jump straight in the fire." As a young high school teacher, there were certain things that I didn't have room for in my life, and one of them was toxic relationships. My relationship with Michael had become toxic. There was no point denying it anymore. It was evident that the man made my blood boiled, in more ways than one. He was obsessive, possessive, insecure not to mention sneaky and deceitful. He believed in using his money and gifts to get you to turn a blind eye. Being pampered by him was something I once reveled in, but once his behavior starts showing me the red flags of being borderline abusive, I had to put an end to it. I wasn't prepared to meet anyone else the same day I decided to end things with Michael. Neither did I have plans to get involved with another guy who is used to getting his own way. I never believed in jumping from one relationship into another, so why the hell am I getting involved with another entitled, possessive Jamaican man who clearly has secrets yet to be uncovered? Is it because I somehow feel indebted to him?
Chapter 1
