Picking The Pieces Back Up (IAFD Sequel)

The Setback

Drew's POV:

I did not get an ounce of sleep after I looked at the message. I was confused. Is Darai seeing another man? I thought we were committed to each other?

I kept looking at the photos. Even if I didn't look at them, they were embedded in my brain. No matter how many times I look away, I keep seeing those damn pictures. They were together. Sitting together, laughing together. That hug. It looked so genuine, so loving. I don't even think Darai has ever hugged me like that. That's what made me skeptical. What did this man have that I didn't have? 

After a while of just sitting there, I started to get angry. Darai was a fucking hypocrite. She kicked me out of MY house for cheating when she was the one cheating! How could she do that to me?! She was going around just giving any and every one her body like a whore, but has the audacity to accuse me of cheating. I have only slept with Darai and Darai only. I'm starting to believe that almost everything she has told me during our relationship was a lie. She was using me. 

I was completely heartbroken. What was I supposed to think? She's all cuddled with another man and I'm supposed to be the one she loves! What would she have done if I didn't see this? She probably wouldn't have said anything, then try to divorce me. She's probably in this  relationship for the money. Is this why we've only had sex a minimum amount of times? She's always too tired, or the kids drained her out. One of her excuses was that we had to wait after she had birth because 'it's bad for her vagina'. This has got me really thinking... 

Are those children actually mine? Are those my biological kids? Do I even have any children with her?

Those babies look nothing like me. Mixed children usually are a little lighter, with a different type of hair. Mixed children also have different colored eyes. These kids are dark brown with her type of hair. They have light eyes, but Darai's eyes turn lighter at times. Nothing is adding up right now. None of this makes sense.  

I sat in the kitchen with my head in my hands, trying to keep the tears in my eyes. I was so hurt. My heart was hurting. To think I was in love with someone who just lied to me. Straight to my face with no remorse. I'm starting to believe everything this woman said was a fucking a lie. Maybe she wasn't abused. Maybe she actually did something to them. That's why they hate them. She's been keeping secrets, that's it!

I got up from the chair and kicked it. The chair fell rather loudly, and the next thing I hear are the children crying. 

Great now everyone is fucking awake. 

A few minutes later, Darai comes out of the room with Damisi and Deion in both her arms. They were sucking their thumbs with tears in their eyes. I started to feel a little bad. I didn't mean to wake them, I was just angry at their lying mother. 

"What the hell was that noise? It scared the kids!" She asked with a worried look on her face. 

I scoffed and turned around to pick up the chair. "Don't worry about it. Go back to bed" 

Darai gives me a frown and pouts her face. "What's your problem?"

I laughed a rather dry laugh and pushed her out of the way rather harshly.

"What the hell is your issue?! Do you not see your kids in my hands?! Why the fuck would you push me?!" She starts to yell, placing the kids down on the floor. They both crawl over to me, but I walk away.

"Darai don't get loud with me. If anyone should be getting with someone, it should be me getting loud with you." I warned. I was in no mood to play her filthy games. 

"What the hell are you talking about?" 

"You're a liar." I simply said.

"Excuse me? What did I lie about?"