NICHOLE’S POVThe message on my phone screen said someone was standing outside with a gun, and my legs became weak as I stepped back from the window. I did not run or scream because I knew I had to stay calm to keep myself alive in this dark room.To my greatest surprise, the heavy glass window did not break, but the back door of the house burst open, and Raymond walked inside the room with dirty clothes and wild eyes. He was not holding a gun, but he held a big iron rod in his right hand, his breathing was heavy as he looked at me."You have to come with me right now, Nichole," Raymond said, walking toward me while his hand shook on the metal rod. "We can leave this city together today, and you can help me build my company again."I stood my ground and did not move a single inch away from him. "I am not going anywhere with you, Raymond," I said, making my voice firm and clear so he would know I was no longer afraid of his anger."You used to love me!" Raymond shouted, stepping close
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