Malibu was fantastic. He prepared dinner for me at his penthouse that overlooked the beach. It was beautiful. He is a great cook. As he was doing the dishes, I decided to take a stroll in his house and decided on the gallery room. There were many photo albums and I thought it would give me a chance to know more about his early life. I took one album in particular that had a wooden album cover on it and I saw photos of Travis as a small boy with another girl and the same girl was consistent throughout the photos even in high school prom. I thought in my head it was his first love or his sister, then I flipped the pages and saw the same girl heavily pregnant and Travis holding the baby bump, then next I saw the girl, Travis and a new born baby in the delivery room. I gasped. As I continued flipping I saw photos of the boy growing up, then I saw a newspaper article that headlined,'5 OLD BOY GONE MISSING AFTER MOTHER FOUND HAVING COMMITED SUICIDE' I gasped and held my breath as I read through the column. Her name was Harriett Goomer, said to have killed herself after a relationship with family, boyfriend, work and a battle with cocaine. Just then I heard Travis' voice.
"You should not have opened that," he said approaching me slowly and taking the album to its shelf.
I sighed. "Am sorry, I didn't know it had such uh..." I said getting up to go hug him.
He retreated. "Kia, I will get the chopper ready. You have work tomorrow," he said folding his arms and staring at me.
I was shocked. Had not, in any way seen that coming.
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RomanceHe lied about loving me he lied about loving her but she loved him and he loved her my own twin sister
