Prologue
Life is all about choices, right?
Everything we do, from brushing our teeth in the morning, until we climb into bed at night, is a series of choices. Sometimes we make bad choices, sometimes they’re good, sometimes they’re made under duress, and sometimes they’re thelesser of two evilskind.
Sometimes there’s no choice at all, but you’re still forced to dosomething, because the world refuses to slow for you.
And sometimes, like in my situation, the oneperfectchoice stands right in front of you in a cop’s uniform and a beautiful smile, and he asks you to feel what he feels, to love him, to give him a chance, but your stubborn side wins more than it should, and the wrong choice slips past your lips even when you know it’s wrong.
Even when you know you’re hurting other people.
Pride.
It’s foolish to trade happiness for pride.
But that’s what I did.
That’s what I do.
Ichoseto hurt the one man I shouldn’t, all in the name of pride. I was running scared, when I should have been running toward him.
I was playing a game of self-preservation, when I should have been playing for keeps.
So manyshould haves.
And now it might be too late.