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Ethan's POV
It takes me thirty minutes to reach Uncle's estate, I input the code at the gate and watch as the big iron starts opening to what I'd describe as a small piece of paradise.
"This is gorgeous!" Claw remarks and I laugh.
I told him to stay back at the facility with Shawn, but he wasn't having it so both of us took on the drive to get here.
"It sure is," I remark with a smile.
I have some of my best and worst memories here, I broke up with Tricia here, something I regretted doing.
I was in a dark place, unable to physically help myself and I didn't want to subject her to a life where I became a burden to her.
I regret being so harsh, she didn't deserve that and to this day that is one of my biggest regrets in this life.
I know I didn't want to fuck up her dream of being a doctor and she was willing to give it up to take care of me. That's not the life I wanted for her, she's intelligent and I was willing to give her up so that she could become the brilliant doctor that she is today.
I just should've dealt with it better, compromised and found a way to make our relationship work. That is why I was so hesitant with her request to be a stay-at-home wife and mother. Being a doctor has always been important to her and I don't ever want to stand in her way of that.
It's a long drive up to the house and as I look around in admiration, I remember all the years of physiotherapy that I did on these lawns. I shake my head, ridding my mind of the worst years of my life.
I look up at the big window overlooking the garden and I can remember Alex standing there cheering me on even when I was the foulest person in the world. He never left my side and not once did he let my stinking attitude push him away.
I remember Dane and Omar visiting when not in school to help with my recovery, never once giving up on me. Dane would always tell me that I should hurry up and recover so that he could beat me in a game of football.
I smile, I'm my father's child, and Dane can never beat me at football, but that game was something I worked towards.
Omar used to be my sounding board, staying up late hours with me listening to me hating on the world and myself.
He never once got tired of me, he just kept telling me that everything would work out and indeed he was right.
I am forever grateful to all of them, they never once left my side and in anger, I forgot that. When I'm done with this, I'm going home to make things right regardless of what they did.
I honestly don't know how Omar's and my relationship will turn out, but I need to apologise for attacking him like that. Yes, he may have betrayed me with Tricia, and it hurts me to my core but he's a good person and I should've dealt with the situation as blood brothers.
I park the car in front of the house and slowly exit, I need to visit the garage to look for my cars. I need to decide what to do with them, either sell them or ship them to Jamaica.
I know T is going to quarrel so I might as well just sell them and get a boring ass car instead.
Why do I keep thinking about her?
For one, she betrayed me with my friend and two, she thinks that I betrayed her.
Fuck!
Even if we don't get back together, I will find her and let her know that I never betrayed her.

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From Then Till Now: A Jamaican Love Story Book 5
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