I would recognize that voice anywhere. Only he could make my body respond the way it did to his voice. My heart knew he didn't belong with me then why couldn't my body get the memo?   I turned to face him.   "Who comes to a carnival without money?" I asked him, concealing whatever inner battle my heart was fighting against my body.   He smiled softly.   "I didn't say I came without money. I asked if you mind buying for me" he told me.   I scoffed and collected the cotton candies.   "Same difference" I responded   "Actually…."   "Yes" I answered flatly   "What?" He asked confused   "Yes, I mind buying for you" I answered again.   He laughed and I thought I'd faint right there. His laugh was throaty yet it sounded like melodious music to my ears. &nb

Chapter 32 I closed my laptop and let out a breath. I was done with sorting out work emails for today. My remaining plans for today included sleep and eating junk food. Nothing more. It was a near-perfect schedule. It would have been completely perfect if Lila hadn't come knocking at my door.   "Hey" Lila greeted with balloons in her hands.   I stood with my hands crossed against my chest, communicating to her that I wasn't letting her in. She seemed to understand because she nodded.   "These are for you," she said, referring to the balloons.   The balloons were red and five in number. Three of them had the words 'Happy birthday best friend' written on them and the remaining two had 'I am sorry' written on them. All in capital letters.   I closed the door on her face, went to my bedroom to grab a pin then opened the door to face her.   I shoved the pi

These last few weeks have been total hell for me. I lost a friend-we were more than friends-Krystabel. Meredith is pregnant with a baby I'm not ready for. My life just tipped into disaster. I sighed as I sat on a bench kicking stones. I wish everything could be normal, maybe if Krystabel didn't come to Paris…… Who was he kidding? He wouldn't trade meeting Krystabel for anything. His phone buzzed in his pocket. He brought it out and then answered the call. "We need to talk" she spoke over the line and hung up before I replied. I hated that phrase 'we need to talk'. Every time it was used, there was always bad news attached to it. My mum had told me we needed to talk, I found out she had cancer. Meredith had told me she needed to talk, I found out she was pregnant. I stood up from the bench and made my way to Krystabel's apartment. Was she pregnant? Is that why she called? I can't have two ladies with my baby at the same time. That would be….. I quickened my pace and got to her

Great, just great. You'd be surprised at the things you didn't know. Lila had said that. She knew, she knew that Ace liked me and she kept quiet. Who does that? Was that why she wanted me here? I groaned out in frustration. I hated my life right now. "Are you okay?" Etienné asked, standing in front of me. Why did he have to show up in front of me? "No. People suck. Lila sucks, Ace sucks and most of all, you suck Etienné. You suck more than everybody in this world" I told him, pointing a finger at his chest. Tears were rolling down my cheek. Why was I even crying? "I know "he replied solemnly. Of course, he did. My head felt woozy. I felt like I was being carried away by the wind. I needed to think clearly but here I was, high on alcohol. Alcohol sucks too. I laughed. I was crying and now laughing. I think I'm losing it already. "I'll take you home," Etienné told me as he attempted to get me off the bar stool. I pushed him away from me. "Listen…." I spoke with a slurry