Summer's Interlude
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Last published Wed, Jun 3, 2026
"Ah yuh decide fi tek set pon mi enuh" I scream at him.
"Yuh sick inna yuh head Sarai? Two ah we know seh ah lie yah tell" he retorts with a sinister smile.
Shame ah kill mi...
"You knew what I wanted from the very beginning, but instead you decided to catch feelings" he shoots back at me.
Feel like seh him juss ah seh dis fi provoke mi.
Cyaa believe I ignored all of this man's red flags.
"Better if yuh juss liff up from yasso doh, cause mi have work inna di morning"
Is he really kicking me out right now?
"Mi hate yuh wid everything inna mi" I exclaim, as tears build up in my eyes.
My response doesn't seem to faze him though, a deadpan look never leaving his face.
"You know your way out" he says to me, moving from his spot on the couch and heading towards the stairs.
In seconds, I hear his bedroom door slam shut behind him, and soon the house is dead quiet.
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