CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
I lay on my back on the made bed, my eyes staring at the ceiling above me as though it held the explanations to all the thoughts running through my head. For years all what had been inside me were just mere shreds of me filled with pain and the longing to spit out all the rage inside me. I had learned to create this version of me that I wanted everyone to see. The version of me that smiled charismatically at everyone. The version of me that was easy going and friendly. The version of me that was just another successful billionaire behind one of the largest tech companies in the world. The version of me that everyone had bought so easily. The version of me that should not be distracted by a certain breathtaking brown skin with attractive brown eyes. Maybe I had been th
