"Comm check...
Testing, one... two...
Kwes Boaz speaking.
...you a hear me?
Ah. You ever wake up and feel like something's...missing? That's my life. Seven years after. Now I'm back, but nothing's the way I left it. Not even me.
Amnija happened righ...
If you're confused, I promise you, everything soon fall in place..
AMNIJA KLARITY OTTOMAN ᴀᴍᴏʏ
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He's already here.
The car's in the garage. The grill is open, the door cracked open. I greet the workmen. They respond warmly.
Then my feet drag me to the living room. The quietness makes me cock an eyebrow. I clutch my crocs bag, and walk further in.
And there he is.
Staring.
I stop and tilt my head, staring back at him. Dried tears cling to my cheeks. No words. I'm just upset. He clearly had no intention to speak.
I decide to break the silence.
"Wow... " I start, sounding exactly how I feel. "Embarrassing me was your objective? It was quite a success."
"Answer mi question," comes the iciness, dripping from his lips.
The way he sounded? Pissed me off. Yeah, he clocked my tea earlier, but him nah lilly girl me. Not when I came here to act my age and have a real conversation.
"Yuh do the most pan the phone, and me allow yuh, cause I have a reputation to protect, now mi come to yuh, fi talk to yuh and you a behave like yuh want me to find a corner and cry. Listen me Kwes, I'm ready to talk, cause I have nothing to hide, but mi nah talk, if yuh nuh cut the tone inna yuh voice," it comes out just as cold.
His brows arches at my words. Guess he wasn't expecting that.
Then he steps back, straightens up, and crosses his arms.
"I'm all ears. Start from the blood weh yuh lie bout..."
"I took the blood because I wanted to test it. To see if I found the substance that was in the pills Donavan been a give me as vitamins. I'm wrong for lying, I get it... I was just being an inquisitive girlfriend. Fine. Move on from tha-"
"Wait... which pills Donavan a give yuh?" his eyes narrowed.
My hand flew up dismissively.
"Mi allow yuh fi talk. Now a my time fi talk," I say firmly.
His eyes drop, half lidded. He looked like I was working his last nerve, but the way his jaw tightened? I couldn't tell if it turned him on or ticked him off.
