Soon,you would be free to stay with the woman you truly love,free from the woman you had never loved at all.
Maybe it was because I asked for a divorce—and Lennon simply could not accept that.In the days that followed,he changed.Almost as if he were trying to win me back.
He secured an invitation to the most prestigious auction in California and told me he was bringing me with him.
The venue was nothing short of breathtaking.Celebrities,politicians and business tycoons mingled in designer gowns and tailored suits,sipping champagne and trading smiles.
Lennon stood beside me,usually affectionate.He placed a warm hand on the small of my back,leaned in close and whispered into my ear.
"Whatever you want tonight,it’s yours."
I gave him a faint smile and said nothing.
Then,just as the next item was about to be introduced,the massive auction screen flickered.And in an instant,the feed switched.
A single image appeared.An image of me.
My hair tangled.My body was limp and exposed.Unconscious.
Gasps echoed through the room like breaking glass.
"What the hell is this?"Lennon shot to his feet,his face draining of color,then quickly reddening with fury.