**THE NEXT DAY**
May 6, Monday.
Ny'Ava
ɴ ʏ ' ᴀ ᴠ ᴀ
_____________________________Hurt , Betrayed , some of the words used to express the heartbreak I'm feeling.
The most excruciating aspect of this ordeal is the crushing realization that I am complicit in my own heartbreak. My misplaced trust in someone so demonstrably unworthy has left me reeling in self-recrimination.
The moment that girl called his phone, I should have recognized the warning signs, but my own naivety and credulity blinded me to the impending doom that awaited me.
I'm consumed by a desire to despise him, yet stuck in this toxic bond. Love's dead, leaving only resentment and captivaty.
I gave him the most precious part of me, I trusted him and that hurts more.
I let out a deep, exasperated sigh and massaged my tired, red-rimmed eyes.
I'm so tired. My heart hurts so fucking much. First mi eva feel pain like dis.
Get yo lick back sis!
I can't. I'm not that ty-
Lemme take over. I'm that type.
Hmmmm.....
The sudden ping of my phone shattered my thoughts, my attention snapping towards it.
As I glanced at the caller ID, a wave of emotions washed over me, and tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, the vivid images from the video seared into my mind.
With a deep, resigned sigh, I hesitantly accepted the call, lifting the phone to my ear with a sense of trepidation.
"Slim? Babes mi sorry. Mi know yuh see di......fuckkk" He muttered a curse under his breath when a faint sob escaped my lips.
"What do you want, Tahjay?" I spat, trying to sound braver than I felt, as the urge to break down in tears threatened to overwhelm me.
"Babes stop eh crying, mi sorry yuh fuck a mistake baby, mi did drunk and wah likkle front" A sobbing gasp left my lips as he tried to downplay his cheating, his flimsy excuses only adding to the pain and betrayal I felt.
"This has to be a joke. You're not actually serious, are you? Please tell me you're not that delusional to think that stupid excuse is going to fix anything" I spoke in utter disbelief.
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