Vanessa’s POV
Three years has passed since I had an encounter with death, that I survived a near death experience and three years, nine months, three days and two hours since I vowed never to have anything to do with the Prince or his family ever again.
After I was rescued that night by a God sent friend, I moved to Philadelphia with the little money I had, even though it was hard to get past the death of a child and betrayal from someone who I was just starting to trust, I didn’t have no other choice than to move on for my child.
Working minor jobs day and night, I was able to sustain my baby and myself for a while before I got a secretary job at the Malik’s group of company. That job sorted out most of my financial problems but emotional ones can’t be sorted with money.