Michiko spent the rest of her day with Amir and the girls. She wasn't distracted by her own mind until she took Reign to Papi and Joy so she could spend time with Rashaad's mother. She knew she didn't want to deal with Rashaad right now and wasn't trying to argue over their feelings about her decisions. She was happy seeing the excitement Reign had about her father and grandmother joining the family. She even let her spend the night with Joy, Papi, and Adrian so she could get as much time with them as possible. She refuse to hinder their developing relationship, but she was no going to go back and forth over a decision they agreed on before his lapdog wife decided to speak up.Reign being away did allow her mind to run freely about her conversation with Amir. She acknowledged attraction between them and always stood that she just won't mix business with pleasure. As much as she liked him, she knew it could get to messy. What she hadn't acknowledge was that their mutually feelings were already preparing them for several drama filled encounters. Just thinking about him made her go back to his advice about Rashaad. She knew she hated him still. She forgave him to move forward as co-parents but the hate for him still lingered. She couldn't wrap her mind around having feelings for him still after everything he did. But as much as she wanted to debunk Amir's words, she also remember one of her last conversations with her mother.
She had been trying to convince her to talk to Rashaad after she told her about the phone call. It was something Michiko wasn't budging on even though she was heavily emotional about his response to their two day old child. Her mother finally broke it down that you only hold strong emotions for the people you love, negative or positive. Her mother knew she was still in love with Rashaad and hurt by everything he did. She wasn't ready to acknowledge it because MIchiko had a habit of putting on a mask to be "strong" but her mother saw through it. It was one of the last conversations they had about Rashaad before her death. Remember those words made her realize she had to find a way to close the door to the past and move forward. She had to break the soul ties between them so she could be whole again.
After thinking about everything for the rest of her weekend and most of Monday while at work, she decided she needed to talk to Rashaad about what happen. She needed the closure she swore wasn't necessary for so long. She had to get her feelings about the relationship out so she could let it go for real. She decided to bite the bullet and call Rashaad. Back in the day, Michiko was never willing to be the bigger person when they fault, but it was different now. She needed to clear this air as soon as possible.
As Michiko and Rashaad attempted to talk things out, they were unaware of the snake at work within the mix. Gia may have put on the front for Rashaad but she was hotter that the devils balls about the past week's events. She needed to gain control of this situation before anything or person but her life with Rashaad in jeopardy. She smiled at the photos her cousin presented to her.
"How did you even get this close?"
"I got a great camera" her shrugged "So what do you want me to do? I got a few different contacts from the major blogs. TMZ, Shaderoom, Bossip---"
"Send it to them all" Gia eyes glared at the photo of Rashaad hugging Michiko as he left her house "Everything you got and add a tips so they can run with something. But try to blur out his daughter's picture"
"Oh you got a conscious about something" he chuckled "I only got the one picture of him and her from that angle. I won't sent that because their are plenty with him holding her and her pack to the camera. I even got some with his parents and her at the park yesterday"
"How? He said it was private?"
"You know NYC my city. I get access to everywhere. Plus I don't do this for a living. I'm a real photographer. Most people use to me taking random landscape photos"
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In His Mind
ChickLitPromises are easily broken... but with broken promises comes regret. The reality of it all is that we live with our own regrets every day. It's how we handle it that tells a story