Living in a loveless marriage shifted my perspective of love. The abuse, pain, and torment shaped me into the powerful woman I proudly am today. His infidelity saved me. But what’s a strong woman without a brutal, possessive, and obsessive loving man? I took the streets’ advice ‘the best way to get over a man is to get on top of another’. Now regret is the air Jason lives and breathes. He wants me back… and I can feel my heart slipping. The true question is will I slip and fall for him once again or will another hand grab me before I repeat my past mistakes? Don’t be shy, this story is Veryy harmless