Andre never change

Catherine.

A few hours ago.

I packed my bags and all of Brian's things, I thought I would need to pay for a cab to get to Andre's house, but it was not needed.

Andre had sent a luxurious car to pick us up. I was relieved I wouldn't be jumping buses to get to his house, and I had used the opportunity to pack a lot.

Also, I was somewhat glad whatever was happening had happened. I had been working so hard to get to pay the house rent, which was getting due tomorrow, until Andre surfaced.

Despite how I loathed the circumstances under which we met, I guessed he saved me from the impending embarrassment.

The chauffeur greeted me with respect while I held onto my son. I miss this lifestyle. The car ride was peaceful. I didn't have to worry about the multiple jobs I had to keep up with or the tiring bus rides that scared me. I was always with Brian, but it wasn't the same.

I was always worried about the lifestyle that I couldn't give him and the hopes that I had to fulfil for him. I could