"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...
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She didn't answer, she reached for her phone; ringing his number. It rings out. She tries again. I watched quietly.
He consumed her...
Completely...
Damn.
Den no dis dem call dangerously in love?
He finally answered.
"Amnija?" he spoke, the ice dripping from his words, had my brows raised. Jesus.
"Why not Nijaa?" her voice sounded so sweet, it's crazy.
Silence followed.
I gulped. I felt like I was intruding, a moment that should only be shared between them.
"I... I... saw you walked out," she spoke again.
"Yah... yuh nuh have eyes? Yuh nuh must see?" he's so rude.
Amoy sighed.
"Why yuh walk out like we never just a kiss... and... talk about our future..." she dropped her gaze to her lap. Actually... if you look closely a har belly she a look pan.
Ummmmmmm....
What's in thereeeeeeee?!
"Nuh inna the styling thing weh yuh deppon... yuh zi mi?" his voice sharpe. I couldn't wait for her to hang up so I could dive headway in her business.
"Mi tell yuh mi a guh lef him Kwes..." she sighed. Ohhhhh so this have sup'm fi do with Rhys.
"When?" It comes out harsh.
"I said... I... I would... you nah give me the chance to," she pleads.
"From it so hard... and it a take yuh so long, mi already lose. Forget it," is the last thing he said before he hung up.
She tried calling again. Each time she tried, it said the number was unavailable. With another long sigh, she stared out the window.
I waited for about five minutes.
"Ready fi talk to me?" I finally broke the silence.
