Book 2 of the 'Broken series'
I stared at my reflection, disbelief flooding through me. I swore I'd never go back to him-never again. Yet here I am, right where I said I'd never be.
I should've left that life behind, but it keeps dragging me under...
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Wednesday, February 25th 11:00am, Us time
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"The tour is starting next week and I was really hoping you would be available." Nicki said to me over the phone. And yes I mean Nicki minaj. I dance for her from time to time.
We're currently on a facetime call. Here she is asking if i'll be able to dance for her upcoming tour.
"I would really want to but my bestfriend is getting married next week, and we're flying to bora bora for the wedding." I explain to her, and she has a pout on her face.
She silly
"Chile, so you really aint gon be able to dance for me?" she asks and I shake my head no.
Den wid the pregnancy, mi know the rehearsals ago be vigorous fi mi. Cause the lady a pay mi is not like me can move at my own pace. Mi energetic yes but the doctor did tell me that I might be more tired than usual and mi nah lie from wah day I am.
"I understand though, family comes first."
I nodded at her in response, as I watched her put hot sauce on a hot dog she was eating. Hey she nah ramp fi throw it enuh,
Mi know she love pepper still.
Mi learn dat from being on previous tours with her.
Speaking of that, from wah day a pure a dat mi a crave to enuh. Khalil did literally affi hide the pepper sauce from me, cas him a seh him nuh want it hurt the baby. But if a dat mi feel fah suh wah.
Mi affi guh ask the doctor bout that because if she say nothing nuh wrong wid me eating pepper then khalil cyah chat to me.
Thats how mi know mi really pregnant fi true cas mi neva used to like pepper before.
