Kamaiyah and Chris have been through the storm. Lost one another and found themselves right where they needed eachother. Kids, Divorce and Death couldn't keep them apart... but can they put that all behind them to build their forever? And will the g...
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I had tried to hold on for so long with this situation with Chris, and to be honest I was not being real with myself. I had let him go on so long believing we could fix things. I was not willing to drag him along anymore, we weren't working.
I wanted so bad to believe I could forgive him and move on from our shit but it was not happening for me right now. Part of me was enjoying the regular sex and his company because we were so familiar with each other, but that was no way to build a real relationship or family.
I had a lot of things I wanted to do and unlike 4 years ago when we had the luxury of the back and forth, we had 3 kids and multiple jobs that required the best of both of us; the toxic shit had to stop.
"I love this dress!" I squealed walking out of the dressing room. I had a fitting with my stylist Shane for a masquerade party I was going to the next day. I stood in the mirror waiting for Shane to pin the areas that would need altering.
"Kam that looks so good!" Neesha spoke looking up from her laptop for a moment, still typing away. Neesha had been busy as my agent, she handled all my bookings and modelling affairs while I had a great acting agent who handled all my on screen affairs. I was happy with where my career was right now, things were progressive and I had a great team to thank for that. To literally be 8 months postpartum I felt so blessed to have such an active career and still be so hands on with my kids.
"Fashion Nova just got back. They still want you to lead their SS collection campaign" Neesha said after a few moments and I watched Shane's shady ass turn his mouth up.
"What Shane?!" I snapped jokingly, picking up his energy and Neesha laughed knowing he was about to say some messy shit.
"Fashion Nova KK? I told you Its Fashion Over, you do not need to be aligning yourself with them. The clothes are wack." He said still making alterations on my dress and me and Neesha bust up laughing.
"Not Fashion Over! Shane, Megan Thee Stallion just got her own line, she hot?" Neesha argued and he waved her off.
"She is hot. They probably paid her millions to partner. They want you to model? Naw you only need to be answering they calls bout a big ass bag not no modelling K... Look, you can do what you want but..." He trailed off and both Neesha and I got silent waiting for him to finish.
"But what?" I pushed and he sighed.
"but it'll black girl tragic..." He finished making me and Neesha almost fall out laughing.
"Stop, imma bust out of this dress" I said trying to calm my laughter and by now Shane had joined us.
"I think you're right though, I spoke to Chris about it when it first came up and he told me to decline it." I said now standing back in the mirror.
"Oo see this is why I need to stop fucking with broke niggas, get me a man that can put me on game, tell me when to and to not do some shit." Shane spoke and I furrowed my brows.
