As the saying goes…you should never assume anything, but there’s always a loophole. In this instance, you’ll assume a lot. Dive into the world of Cleo.

Your wedding day is supposed to be one of the best days of your life, right?


Imagine getting dressed in your beautiful gown, having your makeup done, being surrounded by your closest family and friends, and your dream man is waiting for you. Before you walk down the aisle, you read a note that was left for you in your dressing room.


This is exactly what happens to Cleo.

Cleo’s life is instantly turned upside down and everyone is suspect. She finds herself alone because the only people that attended her wedding were the people she held near and dear to her, so she didn’t know who to trust. Relationships are questioned, secrets are revealed, and before you know it, lives are put in danger. When you deal with the matters of her heart, all bets are off.

Let’s see, you may assume it’s his bitter ex-wife, who is also the mother of her soon to be husband’s son.

You may assume it’s one of her envious close friends, who wishes they had her life.

You may assume it’s her younger sister with whom she has a very strained relationship.


Lose You to Love Me takes you on a journey of what some of us go through for love. We ignore red flags with the hopes of change, but in the end, you’re surrounded by nothing but raw emotion and no identity.

Take this journey with Cleo as she tries to find out who close to her has disrespected her in the worse way. When the person is revealed, I promise your mouth will drop. Be careful of who you let in your circle because some people aren’t who they seem to be…just ask Cleo.

This twisted story will bring a lot to the forefront, so I hope you’re ready for an unforgettable ride. Brace yourselves and see what happens when we ignore the obvious because of something called LOVE.

Chapter 1 – Koi

            Social media was the damn devil. You could basically find out anything you wanted to know, if you knew how to dig deep enough. Their smiles literally made me sick, and the acid in my stomach damn near raced to my mouth, but I was able to hold it down. Here I was looking at the face of the man who promised to love, honor, and cherish me for life. Who now had a new and improved bitch in a veil, making the same damn promise. How in the hell did she think she was going to walk into the role I was supposed to be playing and succeed? Gage made it clear that marriage was not on his heart, so I was full of rage when I learned he was getting married. I was so fixated on them, but what really hurt me to the core was the fact that she was obviously being a mother to my son Cannon.

Here I was in prison, and the man who I thought was going to be by my side through thick and thin had replaced me. I swear if I wasn’t about to be released, I would tear some shit up, but I couldn’t let anything get in the way of me walking out of here in a week. Now what I did when I got out was a different story.

 What hurt the worst was the fact that Gage knew the illegal activity I was doing, but it wasn’t until I got busted that he turned cold. All I wanted and needed was support, and his ass flipped on me. That is something I’ll never forget it. Going through the legal system broke me completely down, and I thought I would die when the judge handed down a four-year prison sentence. The first thing I did in court was turn around and seek comfort in my husband’s eyes, but I was met with a cold glare. I knew right then, I not only lost my freedom, but I had lost my husband and son. Being in prison was a total adjustment for me, seeing as though I had never been in trouble with the law before. But when you’re back is against the wall, you’ll do anything to make ends meet, and that’s exactly what I did.

Talk about betrayal…as long as I was making a comfortable life for us, Gage didn’t have any complaints, but the minute I had to pay for my actions, he bolted. With all that had gone on, I do have to admit I’m glad he was such a great dad to our son.

I’ll never forget the day Gage came to visit me. When he walked into the visiting area carrying a legal-sized envelope, I knew he was serving me divorce papers.

After Gage and I divorced, I was in a terrible place, and I just needed to find myself. I was a complete wreck and I totally shut down. I credit my cellmate, Lisa, for getting me through. She was a very strong personality, and when we met, she didn’t seem to like me much. I kept quiet and stayed to myself for the most part until she noticed I was good at braiding hair. It was then that we started bonding and talking. The woman that I once thought was hard and mean was one of the sweetest people I’d ever met.

I’ll tell you more about what landed me in prison later on, but I had to get my mind right because I was finally getting released. This was bittersweet because there was a new woman on the scene, and as far as I was concerned, Gage owed me a lot.  

My eyes darted to the bottom left side of my computer screen. I had only ten minutes before I had to meet with my probation officer. Quickly I clicked on another photo album, started looking through the pictures, and saw my son looking handsome in his little suit and Kool-Aid smile. They were mine, but now she thought they belonged to her.

Not so fast, bitch.

            As his new wedding pictures taunted me with every click of the mouse, I started thinking, if I wasn’t good enough for him, the woman who carried his firstborn son, the woman who went through ten hours of hard labor, the woman who put his needs before my own wasn’t good enough for him, how in the fuck was she? What did she have to offer that I didn’t?   

            My time in the computer room was being cut short due to the fact I had to meet with my probation officer. I heard he was a no-nonsense type of man, so I didn’t want to piss him off with being late. After taking one last look at the woman who stepped into the life I was supposed to have, I logged out and was escorted to the visiting area.

            Right after I took a seat, my nerves started to take over. The day had finally come and I was walking out of here. As crazy as it may sound, I was nervous as hell about being free again. For the past four years, I was on a strict schedule that I had to adhere to, but once I’m released, it’s going to take a lot of discipline not to strike out at Gage. The only thing saving his ass was our son, Cannon.

            “Koi?”  A deep voice interrupted my thoughts, forcing me to look up.

            “Yes, that’s me.”  I tried to sound upbeat, but his facial expression was all business.

            He took a seat opposite me and placed a thick folder on the table. “Hello, Koi. My name is Ed Jones and I’m your Probation Officer.”

            After we shook hands, he explained all the rules I had upon my release, and kept glancing at the contents in the file. He seemed to relax a little the longer we talked.

            “I’ll be honest with you, Koi. When your file landed on my desk, I was told that you would probably be a hassle to deal with. I’ve been doing this for a long time, and I’ll tell you, your file isn’t too favorable, but I don’t like to judge people based on what I see on paper. I like to get to know the individual.”

            For the first time since I sat down, a smile crept across my face. There was something about Mr. Jones that put me at ease. Not at ease in a pushover type of way, but he had kind eyes, and I felt that he would be fair. It’s sad to say that some people in the judicial system were cold and robotic because of what they had to deal with, but I could tell that Mr. Jones was human. If that makes any sense.

            He went over a few more things before he left and I had an internal struggle going on. He didn’t mince his words when he told me that if at any time I violated my probation, I would be right back behind bars. Under normal circumstances, that wouldn’t have bothered me, but I knew once I walked out of here, my rage for Gage and his new wife was going to ignite a reaction out of me. I just hoped I didn’t land back in prison. This time I’m sure the charges would be a lot worse. Four years was a cakewalk in comparison going to jail for murder.



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