‘That’s a lie … I told him I loved him, then he let me use HIS gun on MY self. Please don’t try to make me feel something for him again. It’s dead … this is only about the club, or else I wouldn’t be here. What he did in Miami was inexcusable and controlling, as usual; Nothing else.’ Despite how cold I sound, Mico has touched a nerve, and any time I think about that night, I get the same panging ache in my heart. That little hurt I cannot let go of.

Alexi hurt me, broke ...