[14] EVERY LITTLE MOMENT COUNTS

Aramide exited her car the moment she pulled into the driveway, she shoved past her maids and workers and went straight up to her room, the dark-skinned beauty locked the door and slid down it. She sat there, not speaking, or making a sound, just letting all the tears she had bottled up over the years slip down her eyes. All the memories barged into her mind, breaking through the security she had built over the years.

        Aramide felt raw, exposed, and vulnerable. A feeling she had sworn she would never feel again. Guilt tugged on her, she didn't want to feel this way, she was betraying herself, just by failing to keep to the rules she set for herself. She wiped a tear off her face as realization hit her; Coming back to London was the worst decision had ever made. Loving Cole still topped the list though. At this rate, she would have an epistle.