I broke my promise the minute I saw her.Not in the way you probably think, though. It wasn't a promise to take care of her because it was love at first sight. It was a promise to let her know, to let her know just what happened ...Yes, she was beautiful, perfect really, but what I saw made her ugly. So, I broke my promise because she didn't deserve to know.And then I took her because she deserved to suffer the way I had-emotionally. Alone even when...