Chapter twenty-nine
The commute across town had been relatively quiet aside from the muffled coughs and scratchy throat clearings emitting from Dom. Nothing was said or uttered since he charged down the stairs and out of the house. Nearly ten whole minutes had passed since he pulled out of the...
Walking down the curved paved pathway, I tightened my deep plum-colored peacoat around my frame and scowled as the bitter cold wind slapped across my face. My hair was permanently fixated in my mouth, as the wind gusts prevented it from staying put and I could taste the vile flavor of heat...
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[One week later]
•Jenai•
Lately, Chris has had to make many drops. He leaves me worried all the time. This nigga knows that I hate what he does, but he does not care to listen to me. I placed my phone on the charger then got off the bed to go check up on Chanel. The bedroom door was wide...
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“There’s no baby?” She murmured to herself for the fifth time.
In the entryway of the living room, I gave up the details of the events that occurred on Monday. With what I’d gone through earlier this morning, I was in no way up for discussing anything. But in true Cassandra fashion, her...
Solitude.
Usually I dreaded being in the company of just me, myself, and I. Now, it was becoming a necessity; a want that I so desperately sought out the have in the midst of juggling the new responsibilities that had come into my life. Time in between work, seeing Dr. Calhoun every Tuesday...