Today was my Birthday. I spent most of the day with my Employees and close friends. Kyrie had an away game in Atlanta. So he mailed me a new MK watch and 10,000 dollars.
Still haven't heard from Michael. He usually would wish me a Happy Birthday and over buy roses for me. But not this time around.
- 10:00 P.M.
Kyrie had called me. This was weird. He should be playing his game right now. I answered.
"Hello?"
"Damn babe, yeah head game too strong. Keep going, you dirty"
"Hello? Kyrie?"
I just now had heard the worst
"Mmm yes Kyrie fuck this cookie right, mmm you DA best daddy"
"Rochelle, what the hell?"
Her and Michael had gotten back together though
"HELLOOOO KYRIE"
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All I heard was my name though the phone. I had checked my phone.
Sage.
She just heard me cheatin. On her birthday. With her enemy. Oh how I was dead
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