CROIXShe’s back to her old ways. I watch intently as some older man pulls up in front of the house. His luxurious car is a far cry from the motorcycles and beaters lining the street. Adeline steps out, her curly hair tied into a neat bun showing her neck column and her prim proper pantsuit showing her curves.She makes her way to the door with her baby[cello] in her hand and the man following behind her to the door, making sure she gets in safe. I don’t miss the way his thirsty eyes scanned her ass. She drops the cello in the kitchen, completely unaware of me standing there watching the scene from the living room.My phone pings and I look down at the message. She departed again after she went upstairs, had a quick shower and changed clothes before coming downstairs. I glared at the instrument that caused it all, the obsession that drove her from me.I make my way down the hallway, slamming through the door of Josiah’s bedroom. He twists in his desk chair, facing me with a curious b
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