“Now, you’re being delusional…” I said to myself, as I drove at a slow steady space behind her car. Despite the possibility of her calling the cops on me, I persisted in following the trails that I believed she was leaving behind for me to follow.I had hurriedly left Dolph’s company as I had feared that I would never get the chance to run into the beauty that had captured my heart at first sight. There was no way I could go to Tamika for her number, as I thought that to be nothing but demeaning. I believed that I was on one of those journeys in which a man had to walk on his own without any assistance from anyone. “You’ve got this…” I muttered again to myself, as I kept a slow and steady pace. All through the journey, I was resisting the urge to just speed up to the side of her car, and just ask her her number. I just had to cling to my self-restraint as tightly as I could. I still had questions about how Dolph had been able to end up with the phenomenal Tamika Fisher. But then, I

Waiting was one of the hardest tasks for me, and I didn't know why the stranger on the phone was putting me through it. “Eleven...” I winced as I took a glance at my watch. The bastard had told me to meet up with him by ten in that busy morning, at that busy cafeteria. My eyes were already rolling in my direction as I had been comfortably seated there for over an hour. I took up my phone to dial his number. But instead, I ran into a text Sara had sent me a couple of minutes ago. It was hard for me to explain what had happened to the both of us ever since I saw Tamika with that bastard. It almost felt like seeing her with another person made me realize just loved her and wanted her to be mine. That had made me suddenly lose all the interest I had in Sara.In our time together, I had thought that she would never be able to find any happiness from a source that wasn't me. But then, she had pulled off the rug from underneath my feet when I saw that she had moved on with Dolph. At the

“Oh no...” I muttered to myself, as suddenly froze in shock. Why was Randy even there? With... “What the...” I was about to lose it when I saw who he was comfortably seated with— Dolph's older brother.“Tamika!” he yelled yet again, as he was now on his feet, screaming like a lawyer giving an objection. “Please wait...”It was all beginning to feel like some sort of setup by Julia, to get me to meet with Randy. Without stopping to think, I turned for the door, not even minding where Julia was seated. All the heads were turned in my direction, as everybody began taking a closer look at me to see if I was indeed the real Tamika that they suspected. Their murmurs made me realize that my cover had been blown. “Mika...” Julia called out from behind, as she hurried after me. I could feel the desperation in her steps as she hurried. I hoped that she had a suitable explanation for what had just happened.“I'm so not forgiving you for this...” I said as I hurried for the door. The eyes and

I just couldn't get why Tamika had been so eager to take things into her hands, to the point of making a mess of things. But then, I was glad that she had come to the point where she had begun to realize that I was her best shot at regaining her place of prominence.The ride to the casino was quiet, as I had expected it to be. At that point, I was sure that she was still beating herself up for making that bad decision for herself. As though to add salt to her injury, the media had tagged her as controversial and confused after her ordeal with her obsessive ex. In the public eye, she had gone from a relationship therapist to a victim of relationships.That was beyond pitiful, as it has all happened in such a short space of time. I kept thinking of breaking the ice that was settling in the car, at least to make her feel a bit better. But then, I didn't think it necessary. It was a contract marriage after all, and there weren't meant to be any emotions. All that mattered was our perf

“Amelia…”My past came flashing right before me at that table. Memories I had tried to bury at all costs, were all popping up right before me, as I stared into the eyes of my ex.I tried my best to keep my cool, as I was looking at the woman who had wrecked my life into unfixable pieces, without taking a second thought. All the vengeful thoughts I had needed therapy for were seething underneath me, threatening to explode. But somehow, Tamika's hand on my shoulder was able to keep me in order. “Who the hell is she?” Tamika whispered from behind, as she leaned over in a romantic way that had even more eyes rolling towards us. “Why's she talking like some psycho?”I wanted to tell her that she was overdoing the whole couple act. But then, she was just the reason I could keep it all together. “Because she is one…” I replied, trying as much as I could to keep my gaze from becoming the hateful one that I had in mind for her. “She is one of those psychotic exes that never go away.”“Oh…”