Gosh! "Is this your car?" I'm trying to strike a normal conversation."Yeah. I hope you don't mind me parking here. I was taking photos in the back p...rtion of the garden, so it's easier for me to go in from this gate." How did I not notice the big SLR Canon camera hanging on her shoulder. "Oh no, not at all! I didn't even hear you. That's a, a nice camera." If I could blush any more I would. All of a sudden I remember what I must have looked like when she saw me spying on her car.Chloe. I spent another week in jail though, thankfully in another cell with no Chris. I called Rocco, and told him what happened. He sighed and said that was expected.“Well, I’m lucky in that Sherri’s back out. She asked if she could go back to the apartment, I told her I had to check with you first.”“Of course she can! Tell her I love her, and will see her as soon as I can. Thank you Rocco, I owe you when I get out of here.”Well, the rehab sucked as much as I expected. But at least there was no Chris. I thought dating and almost being engaged meant being exclusive; my girlfriend had other ideas. We discussed our differences and parted ways. I have no idea whatever happened to her, but I knew then I wasn’t especially interested in any kind of serious relationship.That was why I was at the wedding and reception as a solo; I felt this was an opportunity to pick up a little something. The little something I ended up with was Eugenie.Eugenie was a little something too; she stood just 5’2” and. ”“Think of his car. When he wants to use it he walks out and gets in it. When he wants it to turn left he turns it left. If he wants it to stop, it stops. If he doesn’t want to go anywhere he parks it and walks away.”“So?”“He treats me like his car. I am his to do with whatever he wants and what I want doesn’t matter.”“He bought you here to Australia.”“Yes, that’s right because he wants someone to keep an eye on you. He knows that I want a child so he uses that to get me to keep you away from.