Chapter 39: Fucked
Cyan's POV
"What the hell" I cursed as Cornelia slapped me on my left cheek.
Her hands crossed below her chest and sneered, "You seriously fucked everything up Davis"
Say what?
I have been staying home for the past week, why the hell would I even fuck that up. I had a fight with Di and Robin took her side. I have been moping about it ever since. It is unlike me. Cyan Davis - moping? The joke of the century.
I mean, I was a very good friend to inform my friend's man about some blackmail shit she has been receiving what in the world made me the bad guy?
And here is the little college girl slapping shit out of me. I repect Cornelia but she should know I have done what a real friend would do.
Fuck. My one week stubble is the only thing that loves me right now.
"I think you should leave" I sighed in defeat. Turning around to walk towards ny bedroom. I don't want to be blamed anymore for things that aren't my fault per se.
"You should man up Davis, I told you she's in a bad position and this is what you do?" she screamed making me stop.
Who? Dione? Last time I checked Lia is oblivious to what Brooke and I do in behind closed doors. Or...
"What did you say?" I faced her again. I didn't quite register who we are fighting over. Dione might be someone she knows, but not someone Lia will be all cave woman for. At least they're not that close.
"I called you gazillion times. Brooke is pregnant!" she shouted the words and it rang so loud I wouldn't missed what she said miles away.
My heart beat erratically. If I am bound on a heart monitor, the nurse would assume I'm having heart attack - which I will be in just few seconds, more so when Cornelia spoke defeatedly, "She's getting an abortion"
Fuck staying in bed and moping. I need to discuss with Brooke, before she takes out little Cyan out of her womb.
Costa's POV
I have had it tough in life.
I made myself who I am right now. I crawled to get a company and earn big time. May have a little help with my ex wife but she's not having the whole credit.
Ex wife.
It still surprised me when we had the talk of divorce couple days ago. I handed her the documents she needs to sign. I didn't need any reason for her to stay - I don't want her to beg.
I was just done, I said.
Hoping she takes it easy for me. I want this as calm as possible.
And she did gave me the easy way out.
If I had known she's mature enough, I wouldn't have led on with an unhappy marraige.
"I'm sorry" I said when she went silent, going through the divorce papers.
"You don't have to be. It is both of us to blame" she bit her lower lip, trying to get it all together. I did thought she's acting up, but when she smiled softly and a tear ran down her cheek. I knew she was truthful.
"I wouldn't ask if there's anyone else either. I'm not ready for family, I don't want to have children and-" I interrupted her, "You don't have to sorry either"
In fact, I should be the one to apologize for being a cheater. Although she does have a couple guys hovering around, I still have to be a man and admit my mistakes. Is it though?
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Romance***this book contains infidelity, adultery, and swearing, you've been warned*** Would you fight for someone you love? Most would've answered yes. But would you fight for a married man whom you love? All would've called you slut, if you said yes. But...