Chapter 1 Christopher Ever since I moved back to Virginia from Florida last year, all I can think about is my wife, Reginae. She means the world to me. When she separated herself from me for the second time over some petty shit, I knew that she wanted me to fight for her. I knew she was flying from Virginia to New York this week to start on her modeling career. I knew that if I just showed up at her show she would be pissed and would never want to speak to me again. I just wanted to hold her and kiss her. But every time that I try to be next to her, she just pushes me away. I want to know what does it take for a woman to be happy? She knows she has the key to my heart and what happened with Coral was a complete and utter mistake. Reginae is the woman I want to continue to be with. Instead of her running away from me every time she hears my voice or sees my blonde hair, I wish she would just talk to me. Reginae and I met at Essex County High School in Tappahonnock, Virginia in 10th grade. I was 15 and she was turning 16. I turned 16 May 5th and she turned 16 March 15th. She was so hesitant to even talk to me because of what the rumors and blogs said about me. We talked and finally she got to see a different side of me. We started dating around Valentine’s Day, 2004. We became inseparable. Everywhere I went, she was. And everywhere she went, I was. But finally a few months later in June, I got a record deal with Jive Records to become a solo artist. She wasn’t to happy about that. Reginae Chris tries to make people forget about the past. But how can you forget about the past when the past is still relevant? Ughhh! This is annoying. I had to fly out to New York City this weekend for the “Baby Nae” clothing line by no other than me. I started my own clothing line when I was just 12 years old. My best friends and I were sitting around in my house and just coming up with a design, I said “This would be called “Baby Nae” by Reginae.” They loved it. But it never occurred to me how much work had to go into prepping for a show. 2 Hours Later I sat at this table as it came down to the last final person to either take pictures with me or get my autograph. I had already changed into black knit jeggings, a yellow t-shirt and black Doc Martens. My brown hair was curly and grown further down my back and my bangs were pushed to the side. I was still signing autographs when I heard that familiar voice say “Hello Beautiful. How you doing?” I wanted to smile and say “I’ve missed you” but I couldn’t let him see how happy he still makes me, so instead I said “What can I help you with, sir?” “Can I get a picture?” I am a star so I’m supposed to give the people what they want, so I said “Whatever” I stood up and walked over to the man that had captured my heart years ago. I took the picture and I wasn’t smiling. I said “Thank you. Thank you all for coming. I must be leaving now. Joe!” My assistant Joe helped me put on my denim jean jacket with “Baby Nae” by Reginae.” on the back of it. I started to walk down the long hallway leaving Chris in the dust. “Reginae” “What??” “Can we talk?” “I really don’t have time for this!” “Baby won’t you listen? I deserve an explanation as to why you left me! You told me you had a meeting but you were on the next plane to New York!” “I can’t Christopher. I have other important things to do.” “Baby Please! I’m not important to you anymore?” “I never said that.” “Then why can’t you just listen to me for a moment.” “What is it?” He began singing. ” I wanna hold your hand. Make you love again. I need to be near you. Gotta let you know how I’m feeling. You own my heart, she’s just renting. Don’t turn away. Pay attention. Cuz I’m pouring out my heart, girl” I stood there showing no emotions. I left Chris in the dust and left to get into the Lincoln Navigator that was taking me to the airport so I can get on a private jet to Miami for my photo shoot.