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Krista

It's 8:30 and Nicole still isn't here. I want her to clean my house, since she wants to take off all the time.

"Krista, she's here." Nick said, walking into the room.

Nickalos and I have been together since we was twenty-seven and that was twenty-one years ago. We were together for ten years and managed to have four kids.

The reason we divorced was because he didn't want to support my dream at owning my own magazine.

I wasn't having it.

He gave me a choice. He said I could take the money and start it or I could stay with him and the kids.

As you see, I took the money and started my magazine. I promised the boys, I'll be back to get them and that day never came because Nick moved to another city and I had no clue where they were. That was until Nicole reached out for a job and immediately hired her.

"Kris?"

"I heard you." I said and got up.

He grabbed my hand and hugged me.

"I've known you for thirty-one years and I know when something's wrong with you." He said.

"I walked out and yet, you still want me."

"I don't care, I love you and never stopped." He said, looking into my eyes. "I was wrong not to support your idea and I feel terrible about it. Especially, when I moved and lost contact with you on purpose."

"It's okay, and I love you, too." I said.

He kissed me and I kissed him back.

Looks like we're officially back together.

Now we just have to tell the kids and that's going to be the hard part.

Sorry, it took so long to put Krista's past life of why she left him and the kids. Nickolas is a Black African American male and Krista is a White Caucasian female. Just a reminder, in case you forgot.

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