I refuse to say that I regret meeting this woman. I don’t. I just regret falling for her and letting her become something I never intended her to be. But I’m not chasing after her.
And I’m certainly not groveling or begging her to come back. She’s already distracted me enough, and I’ve come too close to winning it all to lose focus now. So, she can walk away from me.
I’ll watch her until she disappears. Because whatever we had isn’t worth sacrificing my winning record—or breaking the law for. Case dismissed.
