with my life. But fate would want me to do something else altogether.

I rang him on the phone in front of my lawyer so that we could transfer the house back into my name. He refused stating I had tarnished his name in front of the judges; clearly all I had done was tell the truth.

He put the phone down on me.

He started ringing me on my phone and demanding that I take back my nasty words of calling him a thief

which he clearly stated he was not. It was difficult to even get him to accept his responsibilities for his small actions let alone the bigger ones but here I was still trying to get him to do the right thing by me.

Eventually he agreed to meet me in a café to discuss our financial matters. I wasn’t