Not everything that glistens is gold, didn't your mother tell you that growing up?✨
Born with a nothing short of a gold spoon in her mouth as the heir to one of the richest Dynasties in Jamaica, the young Ms.Carter has life set out for her. From her...
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Camilla Martinez Feb.16 2:59 p.m.
I take a sip of my water, curled up in bed with multiple pillows surrounding me as I put together the box I'm planning to use to announce to my best-friend that I'm pregnant.
Using it as a distraction from the feelings brewing in me from what i over heard yesterday.
Jordan couldn't be married. Him wouldn't crazy fi come mash up me relationship, get me pregnant, put ring pan mi finger and be married.
So obviously my ears were deceiving me.
They must have been. I fold the onsie into the box adding a copy of the ultrasound that will be hers to keep.
I smile at the result of everything I've done, I snap a picture of it and glance back at my phone to see Jordan calling yet again.
I don't answer. The only reason I haven't blocked him is incase something happens and I need to call him.
As soon as it stops ringing he dials again. I hiss my teeth and finally answer.
I don't speak. I haven't since I hung up the phone last night.
Nor have I eaten...I can't seem to find the appetite to.
I've just been in my apartment completely alone in the silence of it all thinking.
His voice comes through the speaker, I have the camera facing the ceiling.
"Baby." His voice gentle, I bite the inside of my cheek and look down at the ultrasound infront of me.
My eyes then fleet to the diamond on my finger. Why does he keep making promises then breaking them?
"Milan, talk to me nuh." He pleads with me, my lip trembles. I can't even speak.
He sighs, "Baby it's not what you think it is...I promise just let me explain."
I pull the ring off my finger. My chest pangs, "So what is it Jordan?" My voice filled with a cry.
"Jah know." He mutters before continuing, "Me know wah you hear, I'm not with her Camilla. Our relationship is strictly business-"
"So why she say she a you wife?" I fight the urge to start crying, he goes silent.
I bite my lip feeling weak to my stomach. "Jordan why do you always do this to me?" The tears escape my eyes.
