Summer's Interlude

15 | The Mobay Job

📍 Montego Bay, Jamaica | Secrets Hotel

A Week Later | Sunday, July 24th

4 PM ⏰

After leaving Cyrus' house last week, I took some time to reflect and reevaluate my life.

My conversation with Alex put some things into perspective for me, so naturally, I had to go to my best source of advice for some pointers.

Myself.

Duh!

Cause in all honesty, sometimes yuh haffi talk to di realest bitch on your team.

You wanna know what I told me?

Well, I said to get my shit all the way together.

So I did just that.

My first step?

Losing all feelings for Cyrus.

Expeditiously.

The Noah and Sevana situation knocked me off my game, and I just want to start making better decisions.

Mi have mi pickney fi worry bout.

So dis is kinda like my redemption arc.

I am not the queen of the morality club, hell, I have done a lot of unethical shit in my life.

But fucking with Cyrus, just seemed grimy, and the last thing I want to be is a grimy bitch.

Nah seh dis aguh be easy enuh...

But ah bitch sure is working hard at it.

We were currently in his hotel room, going over the plan one last time, before I clocked into my shift down at the restaurant.

Cyaa seh di conversation ah guh good though.

"Mi nuh feel good bout dis enuh Cyrus" I admit, shaking my head in disapproval.

This man was making changes last minute.

I look up at him, trying to get all my inner thoughts out with the expression on my face.

Silently praying that he would change his mind.

Since he's told me about the new switch, there has been something in my spirit that has been throwing me off.

My stomach has been in knots.

Heart ah race.

"What's not to feel good about? Is di same plan Rai, Maxe and I have just switched places"