Denzel wasn't looking at me. He didn't spare me a glance to notice I was sick. All he cared about was going to his parents.I got ready anyway and masked my face with enough makeup. I didn't want to look like I was dying soon. The drugs were helping and I could take steps more easily.The limousine arrived and Denzel went in a bit too quickly. I was starting to wonder if there was an emergency with the mighty Morgans.When we hit the road, I poured out my mind; "Denzel, I don't want to go through with this engagement anymore. I'm going to call it off and don't worry, I'll be the one to break it off in front of your family.""What? Why should you be the one to call it off?" He questioned.I wasn't expecting that to be the first thing he says."You want to be the one to call it off? I have an image to protect. It'll make you look like the innocent and sensible one. They'll all think I was a gold digger and you were smart enough to get rid of me before we tie the knot. You're not the onl

I was out of the school clinic and taken to the office where Denzel was. I thought he'd be at work but I thought wrong. He came a few minutes after I made the call."What trouble have you gotten into, my little bee?" He asked taking my hand and looking at my knuckles."Bee? Why'd you call me that?" I blurted wondering why he was suddenly sweet. Sweeter than he used to be."You stung two girls with your tail this evening even though you were outnumbered."My ears perked up. "Those two girls were hospitalized, weren't they? I warned them before they started throwing punches. They got what they deserved. You should be proud to have a strong fiancee." I was all smug and happy despite the many stitches and bandaid all over me."I thought you were gonna get sued. But the director got it all covered. He's a friend of my mom's. You're not getting into any trouble. Those girls will get punished accordingly." He assured me and I slowly withdrew my hand from his."What makes you think it's your

I was busy as a bee today. I have been cleaning and hanging framed photos of me and Denzel around the house. I wanted it to pass a message to the future visitors who will try to disrespect me as Denzel's friends did on that faithful day the rain fell heavily. I was also cleaning up the paintings and rearranging them to how I felt like they should be. After I was done with the chore I wasn't asked to do, I went to the kitchen to grab a can of soda.Hana came to work this morning and she has been making dishes I loved the scent of. I offered to help her earlier but she turned me down. I didn't mind because I had important things to do anyway.While I sipped from the soda, Hana eventually cut her hand with the knife. She moaned loudly and cursed under her breath.I froze, reliving the moaning sound she just made. It was so clear and unedited. It sounded just like the one I heard weeks ago when Denzel was mad at me and brought a woman to his room. That woman was Hana.I wasn't shocked by

We got to the tattoo shop in a blink of time because Hunter was riding fast on his motorcycle. The wall in the tattoo shop was covered with artistic drawings and posters of all kinds of tattoos. A couple of guys were around but Denzel claimed he was VIP. We went into a room where a tattoo artist was. He was only waiting for Hunter. Then, the artist pointed to a bag on the desk."Help yourself out. We got it ordered just for you." The artist stated pointing. I nervously got hold of the bag and feasted my eyes on the different Chinese dishes which was ordered from my favorite restaurant."You want some?" I asked Hunter and he nodded eagerly."I'm starving baby. All the walking about was wearing me out." He replied coming close to taking one of the food boxes. As we sat together to eat before he gets tatted, I brought up a conversation."Are you and Denzel having a beef? You two don't seem close." I pointed out."He's like a kid brother to me. Who told you that?" He teased."Kid brother

"I'll stab those eyes with a fork if you don't take them off my fiancee. She's with me so how about you look for someone else to borrow?" Denzel angrily declined Hunter's request. I didn't say anything when his eyes narrowed at me. Why should I say anything? I wasn't able to pick sides. My side was obviously Denzel. He was the one dating me. I couldn't let him down just because of his sensitive eyes from Hunter.Besides, since these few days we haven't been seeing each other, I had some breath of fresh air. A lot more time to think about myself and not other people's problems. Lena's scars had been bothering me and I keep trying to figure out what was going on despite how much she didn't want to talk about it or even act like I was saying what was right."You need to calm down, Denzel. I just had some important things to talk about. She has to hear my side of what happened years ago." Hunter continued to press on."That's a dumb excuse. What if she wasn't able to make it to the party?