Robbin's POV
It's been three years since I found out Tyrin was killed. We had a closed casket funeral. Ever since the funeral, I've been nowhere! Only to the store and work. i really miss Tyrin, my husband. It seems like just yesterday we were arguing about him not ready to be a father and now, he's dead. it was Tuesday night and I had to be at work at ten. I worked as a receptionist at a Modeling Company. It payed pretty good for just me since I was by myself. Tyrin's family and my family called me every day, but they never did that when he was alive. Interrupting my thoughts, my bestfriend Janelle called me. I sat in the chair next to my window and answered the phone.
Robbin: Hello?
Janelle: Hey, Are you coming to work tomorrow?
Robbin: Yeah, why?
Janelle: We should go out and get coffee before we go.
Robbin: But, it's coffee at the office.
Janelle: Only Mr. Simmons and Ms. Nora drink that.
Robbin: Whatever. Janelle.
Janelle: Yay! I'll pick you up in the morning. Be ready by 9:00!
Robbin: Ok!
I hung up the phone and put my phone on the charger. Before I got in bed, I looked at the picture frame of Tyrin next to my bed. I sat the photo down and wiped the tear that came from my eye. i turned off my lamp and went to bed.
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A/N: the picture in the photo frame is on the media side.
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Guilty Conscience
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