Hue
From the moment I saw Ashlynn, I knew she was mine. Didn't matter that she had a ring on her finger or a man standin' next to her—she belonged to me, and deep down, she knew it too. I wasn't about to play fair or fall back, not when somethin' that real was right in front of me. So I did what any n*gga would do for the woman meant to be his—I applied pressure until she had no choice but to see what we were.
Forever his? Nah.
She was forever mine.