Myron's POV

It was close to dusk as I waited for my father's arrival. The cigarette I was smoking so aggressively did nothing to pacify me.

It's hard to understand how I came to love Annabel so deeply that it wrenches my heart thinking about her in Scott's arms.

The plan was to use her in getting my revenge against my father. Because of his neglect, my mother died and left me alone. Everything I have today are products of severe hard-work and discipline.

However, the heart I have trained to be ...