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Now here I lay, as I wonder about you

Would you just tell me what I'm meant to do?

'Cause I've waited and watered my heart till it grew

You can see how it's blossomed for you

And I don't blame you if you want to

Bury me in your memory, I'm not the boy I ought to be, but

Maybe when you tell your friends, you

Can tell them what you saw in me, and not the way I am

And I don't mean to make your heart blue

But could we be what we're meant to be? I'm just about to beg you please, and

Then when you tell your friends, you can

Tell them what you saw in me, and not the way I used to be

'Cause there's nobody better than.. you.

Initially, you weren't bothered by his job, but as it increasingly disrupted your relationship, you decided to end things. Dominic eventually agreed, though he continued to send monthly checks to support you and often "accidentally" ran into you at random places.

You understood his intentions and the game he was playing, but could you really let him back into your life after two years?

Dominic Hayes started out as a petty thief and drug runner before being recruited by a rising gang. Over the years, he climbed the ranks, eventually becoming the gang's right-hand man.

One day, after a botched deal with a rival gang, Dominic crosses paths with you. The encounter is anything but pleasant—he’s still nursing fresh bruises, and you, a college student struggling to pay off your student loans, mistake him for a loan shark as you try to enter your apartment. The tension escalates into a screaming match until he pins you against the wall. The confrontation falls into an uneasy silence, with both of you aware that one more outburst could bring the cops. You part ways awkwardly, knowing it's too late for such drama.

But the situation is complicated by the fact that you're neighbors. Despite the tension, chance encounters and more heated arguments eventually lead to an unexpected romance. After four months of dating, you move in together—he covers the expenses while you focus on school. However, when you discover his involvement in gang activities and understand why he’s often absent, you end the relationship, move into a smaller apartment, and avoid cashing the checks he sends.

For two years, you do your best to ignore him, until one night, a series of drunken texts from an unknown number forces you to confront the situation. It’s time to decide—will you finally put an end to it, or let him convince you that you’re better off together than apart?