Harlem and 'Hattan

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Race POV

"Wow" Mush said. At this point I was crying.

Just then the door opened. I quickly wiped my tears.

"Y/n! You're ok?!"

She nodded and walked into the washroom.

I followed her. "Hey" I greeted. "Hi" she responded. "Are you ok" I asked. "Yeah"

"Are you really ok?"

She broke down into tears. I rushed to her side.

I wrapped my arms around her and stroked her hair. "Hey hey it's ok" I reassured. She sobbed.

"No its not. Nothing is ok" she cried. "Everything is going wrong" she sobbed into my shoulder.

"All I wanted to do was live off the breakup since it kept eating at me day after day. And now, two years later, I finally learned to live with it and accept the fact that he's not gonna come back" she cried.

"And now a new boy comes into my life and makes me feel accepted a-and I think I love him..but Spot won't let me live my life the way I want" she confessed.

She stood up, obviously realizing what she just said.

"Forget I said that last part" she told me.

She walked out of the room.

In love...?