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Seated in the passenger seat of my Uber, my gaze is firmly fixed on my phone screen as I converse with Zoey Francis, telling her that I have arrived in Jamaica.

Zoey is actually the stunning lawyer I met a couple of weeks earlier during my professional networking campaign.

From her dark, velvety skin to her captivating almond-shaped eyes and charming personality, she left a lasting impression on me.

But she's just not Aniyah Jenkins.

For the past decade, Aniyah has been the center of my world, holding my heart securely in the palm of her hand, closing her fingers around it. From the moment I met her, I was struck by her kindness, beauty, and intelligence, and I knew that I wanted her to be a part of my life forever.

But as my love grows for her, so did her hate for me.

And I don't blame her.

The past few years have been tumultuous, and I have made mistakes that have caused her immense pain and hurt. My actions have driven a wedge between us, and I am filled with regret and remorse each time I lay a hand on her or spit venomous words, ripping her apart and poisoning that beaming smile of hers.

They say distance makes the heart grows fonder, and that's what happened when I graduated from Ardenne High School and was separated from Aniyah.

It intensified my love for her with each passing day, and made me feel a deep sense of loss when I couldn't see that infectious smile of hers that had become a constant source of comfort and happiness in my life.

I turned to counseling in a desperate attempt to find help when I came to the realization of the severity of my situation and the impact it was having on my love life. I promised myself I'd control my anger - even promised her. However, despite my efforts, I remained unchanged, still consumed by my intense love for Aniyah.

My feelings for her persisted and I remained steadfast in my devotion, firmly rooted as the same Lennox Remington I have been when I fell in love with Aniyah Jenkins.

That's one of the reasons I even slept with Zoey in the first place. Because in my head, I thought another soul could help to tear apart the one I have adjoined with Aniyah's.

But it deven budge star.

My love has caused hell in our relationship - and caused her pain, for which I ache.

But no matter how sick this sounds I loved how much she listened to me. How much she was willing to do anything for me.

I loved the way she allowed me to shove her into walls, scream at her not to leave me, control her, and be the possessive boyfriend that I am, with barely any retaliation.