A Dancehall Story Book 3

Lost Prince

Chapter 28

Husband's Chat:

Me: I am at my apartment

Husband: Why?

Me: I'm going through my stuff and packing everything up because I am going to sell it.

Husband: Want me to come help?

Me: No, go home to LJ, I will come in the morning. I have the next car

Husband: What happen to your car?

Me: I wanted to hide from you but I changed my mind.

Husband: Ok

Me: are you still at the party?

Husband: yes

Me: Ok, have fun.

Husband: ok.

I made up my mind to sell the apartment because this was also a source of some of the problems between us. I always feel like I had somewhere to go and he feels like I will run to my next home as soon as things gets hard between us, so getting rid of it will kill that narrative. As much as I wanted my own life away from him I could not help being about him. I messaged Tricia and told her about me selling the apartment and she said I should rent it instead but that would be something I had to discuss with Line first. I know he is going to say it's my business and I should handle but I am including him just so he knows that I am trying to do better with communicating with him.

I got home around 9 am and he was fast asleep still, I wanted to talk to about our engagement party so I asked the nanny if she could drop LJ off at the daycare for me. I didn't want to wake him so I went to the kitchen instead to make some breakfast but Aunt Joan was already there.

"Good sweet princess" She said. I just loved how she loves me.

"Hi aunty, was going to make breakfast for the man upstairs but I guess you already have that covered" I said.

"I don't know why you stress yourself so much, you too pretty to stress suh enuh" She said. I smiled at her.

She would not even begun to understand my stress. Her nephew is a peace of work and the thought of leaving him sometimes makes me sick to my stomach so I hope she don't give me a lecture about leaving him.

"Sometimes I have a lot to handle that's all" I said.

"Garrick is your major handful. You know when he was growing up without his mother he would always tell me that he was going to love his wife so much that she won't want to leave him" She said.

"He is a good man but he is a hard one" I said.

"Yes and that's because he was taking care of everyone at a young age. I almost gave up hope when he started doing music, I thought he would run wild and have girls in and out of the house but that was never so with him, he is very sneaking but a good man" She said.

"For some reason I always believe he is cheating" I said.

"Yes it's natural Stacy but just try not to dwell too much on it and stress yourself out, you need to stay strong" She said.

Yeah easy for her to say she does not have to deal with her nephew's emotion and cold hearted ways.

She started to fry something I felt a wave of nausea hit me like a brick, I wanted to pass out or throw up, she noticed my reaction to the smell of whatever the hell was in the pot and rush to me.