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⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆The Next Day⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆Porter Luxury Apartments, Chicago IL⋆⁺₊⋆ ⋆⁺₊⋆
Yesterday came and went, and Makai and Ciyana finally got some much-needed rest, sleeping straight through the day until 8 p.m. He'd left a few hours ago to go handle something but promised he'd be back.
As for Aiyana, she'd returned just a few minutes after Makai arrived and she could hardly believe her eyes when she did.
Somehow, in just twenty minutes, her sister had managed to get herself all wrapped up in the very problem she was supposed to be helping Ciyana escape. She was really something else.
Anyways, half an hour ago, when Ciyana finally left her room for the bathroom, Aiyana had already made herself comfortable on the couch fast asleep
Ciyana had finally made the executive decision that when Makai came back she would be breaking it off with him. For real this time. And he was on his way.
Her overthinking had got the best of her and she missed the version of herself where she wasn't all up caught up over a man she just met. So here she was, fixing her edges after the quick shower she took to freshen up.
She of course had to make sure she looked good saying good bye. After adding a bit of pink lipgloss in the middle of her lips to blend with her lip liner her very natural light makeup up look was complete.
Now she had to find something cute and simple to wear. On her way out of the bathroom she bumped into her twin sister in the hallway and immediately felt a sense of shame when their eyes met.
"Yeah don't hide now. What the hell you got going?" Aiyana wrapped in one of Ciyana's throw blankets asked and she had no response since she'd indeed been caught red handed.
"I thought you was standing on business? Now you laying with the business." She continued on, following her sister into her bedroom.
"You was taking too long at the store and he just popped up. That man is crazy and you know I wasn't in the right state of mind to put him out."
"So it's my fault he was in your bed, face first in your tiddies with his hand on your... you know?" Aiyana flopped onto her bed, as she rifled through her drawers.
"Yeah basically." She jokingly placed the blame on her.
"Well did you see the flowers he bought you." Aiyana referred to the bouquet of roses she had put in a vase with some water and plant food when she saw them sitting on the counter.
