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Chris Brown is clearly someone who wears his heart on his sleeve. A very emotional person, someone who loves hard and wants the same love in return. He's someone who wants to find love, but he's looking in all the wrong places. He's dated all...
I enter the penthouse, and it's quiet. Like, dead silence. It's 6 p.m. Normally, this place would be lively, but it's just nothing, which makes me sigh, thinking about yesterday and how impulsive I was. Regardless of the situation and how I felt about it, I should've reacted better. I shouldn't have done that. I honestly thought I had grown, well, I know I have, I have to apply the tools that I was taught. It's like when I did it, I knew it was wrong, but I disregarded it because of the actions she did. I wasn't in control of myself. I really had given her that power over me, and I guess that was my way of taking it back. I was wrong. Either way, I need to learn how to handle those situations differently. I have a daughter now, and I can't have her thinking it's okay for anyone to put their hands on her.
I walk around the corner into the kitchen and see the engagement ring still sitting on the kitchen table, and my eyes instantly water.
I take a deep breath, suppressing my emotions. I walk over and pick the ring up off the table, before turning around and walking up the stairs to eventually take a shower and change out of these clothes.
I open the bedroom door and immediately notice that Genesis' crib is gone. My face hardens as my mind drifts to him holding and talking to my daughter, acting like she's his. I can't allow that.
I walk over to the closet, and I see that all of her clothes are gone. She really left me. I then look down at the ring in my hand. I let out a harsh breath as I set the ring on the dresser.
I grab my phone, which I left behind when I got arrested yesterday. I check and see that I have a bunch of missed calls and almost 100 text messages. I see that some of the calls are from my mom, my lawyer, my publicist, my manager, and a few friends. I'll respond to them after I take a shower.
As I'm putting my phone back down on the nightstand, it vibrates in my hand. I look at it, and it's another TMZ article. I read the title, and it says,
Drake makes his relationship with Shawnie Roberts IG official.
I click the notification and scroll down the article to get to his post.
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Champagnepapi, Ladies and Gentlemen, thebeautiful future Mrs. Graham ❤️
"Mrs. Graham?" I scoff. Is he serious? They are just out here being disrespectful.
She's really out here taking pictures like this and then letting him post them. I don't know why I'm mad. She's not my girl anymore. If he wants everyone to see her like that, then that's on him, and if she wants to be seen like that, that's on her.
I know he is doing this shit to try to get to me. He wants me to react, but I'm not. I'm not gonna give him what he wants. But fuck her for going along with this shit.
