I cant lie.. I know you all relate and feel Tiphany's pain..Be careful this chapter will strike several nerves, try to read this in your own privacy, if not..you were warned :)
-Bsoul
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"Tiphy, you just met him three weeks ago. You cant expect for him tell you everything up front. What person does that? Because I don't know anybody that does."
Tiphany craddled her cellphone to her ear as she drove to the grocery store. "Nobody, but still you'd think that would be an up front thing right? or am I wrong?" Tipany challenged Chelsea to say she was in the wrong
She completely avoided it. "Tiph, he likes you a hell of a lot. Stop trying to find flaw in this man. He has baggage just like everybody in the world does." Tiphany was listening to Chelsea as she pulled into Walmart.
Miles was everything; Intelligent, charming, well paid, and a long list of things that she always replayed over and over in her head.
Finding something wrong with seem to be impossible, Until Tiphany finally found a loose end on his part.
Tiphany was doing a client's hair when she met Miles's wife, and his 9 year old son. This women came into the shop every two weeks, but this was the first time she brought her little boy. He looked exactly like Miles.
A splitting image of him. Tiphany just had to speak up about it. She HAD To know.
"You look like a younger version of Mr. Merchandise." Tiphany commented the little boy, He smirked. "That's my dad." Tiphay was livid as she gave him a forced smile.
"Oh."
The boy's mom smiled sweetly. "I always tell my husband thats his mini-me" Tiphany swallowed the lump in her throat. She was hurt as bitter thoughts of Miles swarmed her mind.
"That's sweet. Excuse me." Tiphany told her client as she rushed to the bathroom, tears escaping her eyes as she slammed the door shut behind her. It had only been a few weeks of knowing him, but Tiphany genuienly liked him. How could he just be married and tryna date? Tiphany thought about just throwing her hands up and being on the side like she would have been with Cyrus.
Tiphany felt like she couldn't do that with Miles though. She wanted him all to herself.
She finally left the bathroom 5 mintues later once she dried her eyes and wiped her face. The little boy was very well manner, he was goofy and just like his dad. He even had that tender way of making her feel better just as Miles did. He was so much like his father that tiphany hurt to fathom how she could be able to further anything with him.
This nigga had a family. There was just no way in HELL that it could work. Atleast her crush on Cyrus was safer, shit he could leave his wife, with nothing to came back to. but Miles had a kid.
Kids made things complicated.
The little boys name was Torian. He was sweet as pie though. "Bye Ms. Tiphany." He waved as him and his mother left the shop. Tiphany smiled sadly as she waved goodbye back.
Work ended and Tiphany sat in her car staring at Miles's contact photo just before she began sliding throught the 5 pictures they had taken together before she deleted them.
Tiphany didn't understand her sadness. Shouldn't she be furious? Tiphany clicked call on his contact photo. He answered almost immediately.
"Babe, can I call you back? Im in a meeting." His cool voice made Tiphany shiver but she ignored his statement. "Miles, why didn't you tell me you have a son and a wife?" There was a logn pause as Miles was telling his assistant to carry on with the meeting before he reutrned to the phone. A door shut loudly in the background.

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