Imani had gotten her life back together after the incident and was now living the life of a fast rising new model. She could finally say she had gotten her dream life until some of her past comes back to haunt her
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"Who did you touch last night? Why did you think that I won't figure out?"
My suspicions about April still linger my mind day by day. Nothing strange or odd has come from her recently it's just normally the same thing.
She comes with me to work, helps me with scheduling and bookings or she goes to work for the day while I'm home for the day. Billie had told me she'd been watching her for the past couple days but hadn't gotten anything weird.
Not yet at least.
She said all she had seen was her coming and going from her office building, stopping at stores and had even seen her go to her parents house once. Nothing out of the ordinary at all.
It was rolling around to 10 pm, April should have been home by now and that's only making my doubts about her grow stronger. I ate dinner by myself and put the rest away not even bothering to make her a plate.
I showered and changed into a pair of panties and just threw on a silk rob and some slippers. I head downstairs after rolling myself a joint and pour myself a glass of sangria.
I usually only really drink every now and then but recently it's been a bit more often since my nerves are constantly being worked always thinking about what April could possibly be doing.
Right on time the front door opens and I hear April call my name as she steps into the living room. She greets me with a smile and comes to give me a kiss.
The first thing I notice was the smell of perfume on her. More specifically a Victoria secret perfume which I haven't worn in god knows how long so it couldn't be from me.
"April, who's perfume are wearing?" I place my book down in my lap and put my glass down on the table before I got the urge to throw it across the room. "Oh it was my sister, I just left my parents house."
She could be telling the truth, she does have a 16 year old sister, but last I spoke to her parents they said she went on a trip with some friends for the weekend.
I chose to play dumb and just smile and nod. My doubts are only growing stronger now but I'm just going to continue to act completely clueless until she really gets caught.
I follow her into the kitchen as she pulls the leftovers out of the fridge to make herself dinner. I decided not to yell or shout but just speak in a calm manner. "So how was work today?"
I lean up against the counter waiting for her to reply. "It was fine, still trying to get my new assistant up to date with all my work." She's had this new assistant for a few months now so I was a bit confused as to why she was still needing to be caught up on Aprils work.
