Sweet Girl (BWWM)

Chapter Nine

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Iyesha Arden

I felt used and conflicted.
I felt dirty.

My emotions were everywhere, I didn't know how to feel.

Discarded.

Upset.

Angry.

Sad.

What occurred last week was never supposed to happen, but it did. I was the one with no one to hold at night.

The man that I was so unfortunately falling in love with was married.

It was all so wrong, but it felt so right. But ultimately my feelings were hurt, my heart was broken. I cried and cried.

"I'm so sorry."
What did he want those words to mean to me? What could those words do except make me feel worst.

Make me feel weak for even allowing it to happen and this relationship to continue. But then again, there was no running from, or ending it with Santo Genovese.

The following week Saint called me multiple times, each time I sent him straight to voice mail. His sorries meant nothing to me as of now.

They didn't matter, they could not undo the damage to my heart.

And they definitely could not put him in a time machine and make him magically unmarried.

"Ms.Arden."
One of the guards tapped me lightly. I had recently found out his name, it was Aiden.

"Yes?"
I continued to trim the bouquet of flowers. Beautiful white lilies.

"Mr. Genovese is on the line. He says to answer."
With a huff I grabbed the phone off of the hook.

"Iyesha's Floral Shop, how may I help you?"
I said sarcastically.

"Now you want to answer the phone?"
He sounded irritated.

"Would you like to place an order for delivery?"
I asked sweetly.

"Iyesha—"
He let out a frustrated sigh before continuing.

"Why wouldn't you answer the phone? What the problem?"
I rolled my eyes and set the scissors aside.

"What is the problem? Are you that blind to how this has affected me? I feel used, Santo."
I tried to explain to him.

"Okay."
Was all he said. My eyebrows began to scrunch in anger.

Okay?
None of this was okay.

"Okay? Is that all you have to say? Is that all you can say? Okay? You get to live in my mind, you get me touch me, you get me— but I don't get you in return. I get my life put in danger, and a bunch of sorries and I love yous."
He was silent.

"I would never let anyone hurt you, Iyesha."
This man was out of his mind.

"That's all you called for?"
By now I couldn't even bring myself to cry. I was just angry.

I could sense his mood swings over the phone.
"No, I wanted to make sure you were okay."
He was yet to validate my feelings and emotions.

"I'm just lovely Saint. Thanks for calling."
I was quick to place the phone back on the hook, hanging up.