I was just eighteen when I had assumed I met the perfect man. He was definitely the type of nigga that would make your mouth water. His long brown silky hair and his skin complexion both were similar to dark sugar. He tasted like it too. He would often put me before many I always bragged to myself that there was nothing that could come in between Zachary and I! Or so I though. Things drastically took a turn for the worst.All Rights Reserved