Chapter 27

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Zuri POV 🙍🏾‍♀

It's only been 2 days and I'm already looking for a dress and a venue. I may be a little extra but this is super big for me. 

My first fiance. Maybe even my first husband. I'm not saying I won't marry him since I technically said yes but if anything goes south, I know what to do. Oh! I almost forgot. In two days is Myla's first birthday. I wanted to have a party but there are too many people that just don't fuck with me or I don't fuck with them.

Anthony keeps trying to invite everybody when I haven't even confirmed I want a birthday party for her. Also, I've been looking for my cigarettes but I can't seem to find them.

I'll ask Anthony if he's seen them.

"Hey. Have you seen my stuff?" I say while opening the fridge. 

"What stuff?" Anthony asks while writing an online paper.

"My cigarettes," I ask while turning around knowing he has something to do with this.

Anthony gets up and puts his hands on my waist.

"Now, don't get mad," Anthony says while looking me in the eyes.

I roll my eyes.

"It's hard when you touch me," I say while licking my lips.

"I got rid of them," Anthony says while giving me a blank stare.

I back away. I start to think for over a minute.

"You did what?" I ask while tapping my foot.

Anthony doesn't answer.

"Why?" I ask while still thinking.

"Liste-" Anthony attempts to say while touching my face. I move his hand.

I hate that shit! I don't get why he thinks everything is ok, but it's not.

A tear falls down my face. 

"Zuri. It's not that serious." Anthony says while trying to wipe my tears. I push his hand

"Stop!" I scream.

"You don't respect me, Anthony! You do all this stuff behind my back and don't talk to me about it! Then, you try to touch me to calm me down and I'm done with it!" I say while breathing hard.

"Then, how do you want me to calm you down?" Anthony asks.

I think about his question. I feel something come up my throat. I speed walk to the trashcan and throw up. I've been doing that for a while.

"You good?" Anthony asks. I nod.

I go to the bathroom. I flush the toilet. I walk out.

"Are you pregnant?" Anthony asks me.

"I don't know and I don't care!" I say while walking to the mattress. 

God, it's so hot! I take off my shirt and my pants. I put a blanket on myself and take a nap. I swear if these moving trucks don't bring my bed soon, I will get pissed.


Sorry about the short chapter.

Stay tuned for the next one!

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