𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮- 𝗖𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗦𝗸𝗶𝗲𝘀 (Book Two)

59

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚅𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊, 𝙾𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚘 𝚁𝚒𝚘𝚜

🌸ڿڰۣ-P̠O̠V̠ P̠a̠t̠r̠i̠c̠e̠

The minute Ritchie left me in the parking lot with Clarkey I pull my makeup bag from my carryall and quickly made to cover up the telltale sign of my brokenness.

If only I could cover up the pain that was raging inside me. I look at the effort I made and decided this would have to make do.

"Put mi bag inna d trunk Clarkey," I said pulling my phone from my nude shoulder bag.

I spoke to Petrice and after ending the call I took long deep breaths to steady my emotions and get myself in control but it was not an easy effort as on the ride here something had knocked its way into my subconscious as I cursed myself for being so naive.

The short episode played in my mind and I shivered with dread.

I had been staring blankly out the window at the passing scenery blurred by the tears that brimming in my eyes to spill down my cheeks creating a ragged path down my cheeks.

I had started to curse my family for letting my life lead to me having to walk once again from love. It was all their fault for pushing Odean and me apart.

This outcome would never be if they had left us be. Odean and I would be in love still and raising our family. I would not be the broken mess that was head over heels in love with Maleek Fenton and not have him love me solely.

Look like mi an OD a mussi flipping family mek dem a push wi apart so, I had heard myself say in my mind.

It was as if time had stopped and I was being drawn into a deep dark void that had memories of my teenage years twirling about me.

A gasp of pain rushed from my parted lips as the only realization of the fact hit me in the face like a brutal backhand to the cheek.

I trembled at the culmination of such an outcome and how it was going to affect my daughter.

Also, I automatically found myself wondering if Petrona had somehow slept with Odean's mother's man and gotten pregnant and OD and I were half brother and sister.

I had felt nauseated and cold sweat had dotted my forehead as I swallowed the bitter bile that rose in my mouth.

No, no, no, it could not be.

This could not be the reason.

Odean's mother would have said something to him right? She would have not allowed him to return to Jamaica to be with me if she knew that we were family. Did she even know he was here to get back with me?

After all, Ms. Murlene was on her death bed and her grandchildren were here to see her through the final day(s) of her life. I just happen to get in the mix because I was livid to have my happy ending.

I was the one who had needed more, I was the one who wanted my happy ending with my one true love. The one true love that I have come to realize was only a desire to have because he was prematurely taken from me.

I was just rebelling because I thought they were trying to control my life and that Ms. Murl had thought her grandson too good for me.

Who was Odean Davis to me?

I was asking myself questions that I should be getting answers from the woman that was waiting for me in Villa.

When I made my way into the Villa's vast dining area Petrice was the first to see me but my eyes were on the figure that was seated in front of Petrice.