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"Waiting for me?"
Kataya pauses and turns around to see Psalm slowly approching her from the sliding double doors. With a smirk playing on his lips and twinkle in his eye he steps next to Kataya and pulls her into a hug, that she doesn't refuse. She rubs his back gently before pulling back and looking up at the face that shared the same facial features as the man she had just married only three days prior. She can't help but to smile before stepping away leaving space between them. She turns back around and looks out into the backyard, still wondering how she was going to break the news to Psalm.
"Our relationship is in a weird place." Kataya begins with her eyes still locked onto the scene beneath her. She can feel the warm air brush past her sending a small shiver down her spine. "I'm sorry I skipped out on your meeting the other day. Something came up."
"Mhm." Psalm nods before leaning against the balcony next to her. "What came up all of a sudden?"
"Saint and I... We got married."
Psalm chuckles loudly and shakes his head in disbelief. Psalm reads over her demeanor thinking she was joking, but after looking over her face briefly his smile fades and he stands up straight again.
"Seriously? Or you fucking with me?"
"Seriously." Kataya says softly.
Psalm grabs her left hand and looks over the engagement ring and matching wedding band. He inhales silently before releasing her hand and looking back out into the night. His hands rub together as he gathers his thoughts, not speaking a word to Kataya who was wondering what he was about to do or say next.
"Can you say something? I just need to know what you're thinking right now?"
"What I'm thinking?" Psalm chuckles lowly again. "I'm thinking damn... he beat me to it again." Psalm laughs and hangs his head low once more. "Sneaky ass nigga."
Kataya's eyebrows furrow momentarily before she stands up straight. Tilting her head to the side she speaks again.
"What do you mean he beat you to it?"
"What I said... He beat me to you again." Psalm replies nonchalantly before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a cigerette to spark up. Kataya looks over and can see his mind racing but can't figure out what exactly he was thinking about. "How'd he convince you to agree to this so fast?"
"He didn't convince me of anything. We both felt that it was time for us to do it."
"Sure. Yeah, yeah, of course not. Saint would never manipulate you or try to convince you to marry him on a whim. Ever asked yoself why you got that brand new car outta nowhere? Or why he took you out wining and dining you and showering you with gifts after the night we spent together in LA?"
