Chapter 17 Cadmus

When ever I heard I bet you think about me song and it took only seconds for my blood to boil cause every song like some how wanted to remind me of her.

I convinced myself that she'd been after my money, and the only reason she hadn't taken me for more is because something had come up or she'd realized that I wasn't an easy mark and had moved onto someone else.

That thought had damn near put me in an institution. But even when my mind came up with these scenarios, there was always a part of me that questioned whether or not it could be true. The girl I'd known, the sweet, soft-spoken angel who'd wormed her way into my heart, hadn't had an ounce of greed in her. I'd had to damn near intimidate her into taking any form of money from me, and my gifts used to leave her speechless.

Had it all been an act? Had I fallen for the oldest con? I'd driven myself crazy with those questions and more until I had to put her and our time together out of my mind, or I would've lost myself for that's sure. In those days, mom had begged me to look for her, so convinced was she that there was something else at play here.