Chapter 41

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*Bryshere Pov*

I can't stop thinking about Serayah. Yes, I am married to Rhyon, but Serayah has been on my mind, and I can't get her out. I think I'm falling for Serayah again. This is crazy, but I can't help myself. I don't know if I should tell her or keep it to myself. I have so many thoughts about what I am going to say and I'm afraid.

*Serayah Pov*

After talking to my girls, they are right, maybe Bryshere and I shouldn't meet up, but I need to figure out what he wants to tell me.

*Bryshere and Serayah linked up and they sat down, and they looked at each other in the eyes and Bryshere touched Serayah's hand*


Bryshere: I invited you here today, to talk to you because I did a lot of thinking about what you said the last time, we saw each other. And honestly Serayah, You and I have chemistry and I always have love for you and on top of that you will always have a special place to my heart, but I will also say this Serayah between me and you, I'm not happy in my marriage, Rhyon and I always argue all the time about you. And I'm getting sick and tired of it, and I know you are probably like, Am I doing this just like how we did to Jamila, this is not it. I really do love you Serayah and everything hasn't been the same, she has rules in the damn bedroom, and plus She wanted a child with me, and I didn't want anymore because I already have four kids and I'm completely done with kids for now or whenever. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I'm glad that I gave you my kids and I gave you my last name. No matter what you will always be my first wife no matter what, I realize that I fucked up so many times and I was very immature and now that we did get a divorce, I finally got mature and I'm ready to try again with you. I can't keep this inside, and I just want you to know that.

Serayah: Bryshere, I'm very shocked about this and I feel the same way about you too.


*Their food got there, and they ate and talked about when they were together and even what would've happened if their kids that they have lost in the past would have looked like and how happy they would have been if Bryshere didn't get shot and etc.*


Bryshere: What do you want to do now?

Serayah: We can drink at a bar or something if you want?

Bryshere: Actually, I was already ahead of you with that.

Serayah: Oooo Okay.

*Bryshere and Serayah get into their cars, and they decide to go to a hotel bar and drink there and to end their night. *

*At Serayah and Jacob's house*

*Isabella and London are in the living room watching My Life as a Teenage Robot; Hakeem was upstairs playing with his toys with his brother Prince; Jacob is in the kitchen making Creamy Shrimp Alfredo because that's what the kids wanted. *

Jacob: Kids, Dinner is ready.

London: Can I eat in front of the T.V.?

Isabella: Me too?

Jacob: I don't see why not, just don't spill it please.

London & Isabella: Okay.

*Jacob gave the boys their plates and they ate, the kids got ready for bed while Jacob cleaned up the kitchen, Jacob was starting to get worried because Serayah hasn't come home yet, He thinks that she is with the girls because that's what she told him, so he called the girls and as real friends they are, they lied for her. The girls knew that Serayah wasn't happy with Jacob anymore, but Serayah needed to figure out what she wanted. After he got done cleaning, he sent her a message that said "I hope you are okay baby, I made Creamy Shrimp Alfredo and your plate is in the microwave. Have fun with the girl's babe, I love you."

*At Rhyon and Bryshere's house*

Rhyon: Where the fuck is he? He promised me that we would have dinner together and he's late! Maybe I should call Jacob or something.

*Rhyon pulled out her phone and she called Jacob*

Author's question: How did Rhyon get Jacob's number?

Jacob: Rhyon?

Rhyon: Yes

Jacob: Wass up?

Rhyon: Is Bryshere over there?

Jacob: No

Rhyon: Mm okay, Thank you.

Jacob: You welcome?

*Call ended*

Jacob: How the hell did this lady get my number and why is she calling me?

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