KAYLA'S POVI was lying down on the bed even though I knew that the clock had struck eight o'clock a long while ago, I couldn't bear the pain of waking up. I couldn't even beat the thought of waking up to face the day. That was what Marcus Turner had done to me, he had succeeded in making me a wreck, a shadow of my former self.I rolled on the bed, stifling a groan. I had been crying for days till the tears refused to flow any more, and I had to gradually come to the realization that I was done crying, that I had no more tears left in me. Trisha had been a good friend so far, from accommodating me to making sure I ate even when I said I wasn't hungry, I wondered what I would've done without her. I could hear her movements in the kitchen, the frying and the beautiful aroma of the bacon and scrambled eggs that filtered into the bedroom. What Trisha lacked in physical beauty, she made up through her cooking and the inner beauty she possessed. She was very kind, and at such a low moment

KAYLA'S POVI stared at Marcus Turner, my heart abandoning my firm resolve to never have anything to do with him disappearing as soon as I saw his beautiful green eyes and his firm jawline. He was perfect all round, just like how he had been when we had met.Trisha was staring at me, adjusting her glasses which she propped at the bridge of her nose comfortably. I knew she was waiting to see my reaction. She was waiting to see my reaction, if I was going to accept the man who had made me stay in bed for days, if I was going to go against my already concluded resolve.“Please, Kayla, come home. What happened was a mistake, and I promise it won't repeat itself.”He was begging profusely, his knee on the marble tiled floor. There was no way I was going to let the love of my life stay there, looking like a stray cat. He looked so pitiful that I had said it before I could stop myself.“Do you love her?”“Love who?” He asked, surprised. I knew I had taken it by surprise. I had to ask the qu

KAYLA'S POVI looked at Bella, the irritation in me climbing to a crescendo. What irritated me was the constant usage of Marcus Turner’s name, the way she seemed to focus the cheating incident completely on him. “Keep Marcus's name out of your mouth, please. You were the one after him, not the other way round. You're my best friend, Bella. We've come a long way, and you know I love Marcus. Why have sex with him, then?”Bella's face was a mask of annoyance. I didn't care, when it came to Marcus Turner, I was ready to go to war because of him, I was ready to go to the depths of the ocean because of him.“Ask Marcus Turner what transpired between the both of us, ask your boyfriend who started making moves, Kayla.”“Even if he made moves first, you couldn't resist him?”It was starting to get on my nerves, the constant mention of Marcus's name, how she was putting the blame on him alone. “Look, Trish, I'm not doing this. If you think I'm going to concede to this bitch, then you're wrong

KAYLA'S POVOpening the door to the house I shared with Marcus, I breathed in, my head hurting. My world seemed to be crumbling, it was one of those rare times when things happened but wasn't explainable. How was what had happened to me in the past few days explainable?From my boyfriend cheating on me with my best friend to my own close friend telling me that she had known about it all this while. I was hurt, and I wondered if there was any going forward from this.Was there any hope for our relationship? Trying to take my mind off my present situation, I undressed, deciding to prepare dinner for Marcus. It was the easiest way to confront him. Make him feel at ease, then strike. There was no other way.Entering into the kitchen, I found out that there were no groceries. How was I going to prepare the beef stew I had planned? Going outside, I hailed a taxi, acknowledging that I really needed to learn how to drive. It was going to help me in the long run because I had heard stories o

KAYLA'S POVI was confused. It was one thing to know your boyfriend was cheating on you and not knowing the next step to take, and it was a totally complete scenario when you caught him red-handed without knowing prior. I had gone through these two phases, and I was confused on the step to take.Was I going to risk leaving Marcus Turner and lose my relationship and everything I had built? Plus the fact that he had assured me not to work and I was jobless, I was literally a housewife. Leaving Marcus meant starting afresh totally, from getting a job to finding an apartment.That brought Trisha into the picture. Was I willing to ditch my anger for her hospitality all over again? Was I willing to forgive her?I sighed, getting up from the bed I had shared with Marcus. I had no choice. I was cornered, I had to choose between the devil and the deep blue sea.Marcus came out of the bathroom, giving me a smile when he saw that I was awake. He had just a towel around his waist, and I had to ad