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ONE WEEK LATER
I TOOK A DRAG OF MY BLUNT, the smoke curling lazily in the air, before Tray's unexpected arrival interrupted my moment of solitude. I greeted him with a dap, but his next words sent a jolt of annoyance through me.
"You need to check yo ex for real," he insisted, his tone serious.
I furrowed my brows, puzzled by his urgency. "Why? That bitch ain't got nothing to do with me," I retorted, dismissing the notion.
"Yeah, but she here talking 'bout you and her are still like loving each other and shit. She posting it on her story," Tray explained, pulling out his phone to show me the incriminating evidence.
I took the phone from him, my irritation mounting as I scrolled through the images. There she was, my ex, trying to stir up drama with her social media antics. I clenched my jaw, feeling a surge of frustration at her audacity.
"I'll handle it," I muttered, my mind already racing with plans to shut down her attempts to cause trouble. Tray nodded in understanding before taking his leave, leaving me to deal with the mess my ex had created.
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