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21. Hello, Malika.

Songs for the chapter:

Kiiara - Feels

Niykee Heaton - Champagne

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Malika's POV:

"Shit!" I swore quietly, wiping the tears from my eyes.

I couldn't remove off my eyes of Justin's naked body, lying beside me and fifteen minutes ago was enveloped around me. I closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath, trying to calm down. What I did? This wasn't supposed to happen, I shouldn't have slept with him .. I shouldn't again fall into his nets. He knew so well how to deceive me and fascinates me that again he was able to put me in bed.

"Damn it!" Another curse came from my lips, while again I blamed myself for what happened.

I had to be more tough, but as always I became soft at his every word. One look was enough and could make me forgive him, though that was the last thing he deserved.

I rolled into bed because I couldn't keep watching him .. it hurt too much. I took a breath again and got up from the bed, looking for my clothes. Once fully dressed, I looked for my phone that also somehow found itself on the ground. I started searching in my contacts, the numbers of our family lawyer Mr. Brown, whose services my parents enjoyed for years. When I found him and called, I hid in the bathroom, so I won't wake Justin. Most likely, I'd wake him up since it was past twelve o'clock at night, but I couldn't wait until the morning.

"Hello?" I heard his voice.

"Hello, Mr. Brown, Malika Bieber is calling." I took a deep breath and tried to concentrate. "I hope I didn't wake you up .."

"No, you're not. I was looking at a case." He interrupted me, laughing. "How may I help you?"

"I need divorcing papers as quickly as possible .. By the morning, if possible."

"Are there any conditions you want to include?"

"I don't want anything from Justin." I took a deep breath as I realized that for a moment I stopped to breathe. because of the tension.

"Well, I have a ready form. I will fill it and will send it to you in half an hour by email."

"Thank you very much. I'll send a message with my email shortly."

"No problem, Malika. Good night."

"Good night to you too."

Then I hung up and leaned on the sink in the bathroom, taking a deep breath. God .. It really happened. For so long I was going to do it, ask for a divorce, but after each mistake Justin made, I was finding a way to say that there was a hope for us .. But no more. I had no strength for this, and can't forever ignore myself. This relationship is not healthy. I forgave too many times and it's time to say "end" of it all.

I sent a message to the lawyer with my email address, and then dialed Maybelline. I had to stay somewhere and I really didn't want to stay in a hotel or at my parents.

"Hello?" I heard her sleepy voice and bit my lip.

"I'm sorry if I woke you up, Maybelline .."

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" And then after those words, I burst into tears again. Maybe in the last half an hour I was able to hold back my tears, but I couldn't anymore.

"I-I .." I started, but I couldn't continue because of the tears choking me. "Can I stay with you for a while?"

"Sure, but what happened? Calm down and tell me." Her sleepy voice had already changed into a more serious and concerned.