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It's freaking driving me insane, a relentless drumbeat of lust echoing in my ears, and I am hard as hell in my pants right now, a throbbing testament to her undeniable allure. I quickly avert my gaze, forcing my eyes away from the magnetic pull of her presence, just as one of my cousin brothers approaches. His name is Stanley, and he’s a good kid, always enthusiastic. He flashes a wide, genuine smile as he comes close, holding out a glass. "Yo, brother! Taste this! I told you I was good at making lemonade. This is one of my latest recipes, a secret blend!"

So unless he made the first move I doubt she would have had the guts to do something like this. "I did." Justin admitted and I clicked my tongue, drinking a huge bit of my coffee in one go. I had the urge to punch him in the gut. "Do you truly love her?" I questioned seriously. I would not, absolutely not, tolerate anyone hurting my cousin, she was an absolute sunshine. "I do, she's a star that shines so brightly, how could I not? With the way she draws people in, I've never seen one so passionate about what they do than her, and that's one of the many reasons why I love her, she's just so perfect."

"As a matter of fact," I said slowly, "it was." She nodded. "That was from one of my favorite shirts. My mother was furious when she saw that I’d torn a piece from it." The air went out of my lungs. Her favorite shirt. I blinked, trying to picture that day clearly. Cassandra had been there—that much I’d believed for so long. Cassandra with a brown shirt, perfectly intact. No visible tears. No sign she’d done more than stumble onto the scene.

Colt dismissed me. “I got the message, man. Some other time, Iris. Oh, wait.” He opened his plastic bag, pulled a shirt, and offered it to me. “This would be perfect for you.” “You’re giving me that?” I asked in disbelief, smiling like I just received the best gift ever. “This is a ladies' shirt. So, it’s definitely for you.” I took it from him—a shirt with a strawberry print. “Thank you. That’s so kind of you, Frost.”

"You like it?" "I think it suits you." "Really?" He asked, smiling, and she nodded. "Wait here, honey. I'll go buy it," Nathan enunciated as he entered the boutique. And when he stepped out, he was wearing the pink round-neck shirt with the words "I love my wife!" embellished on it. "How do I look, honey?" he asked, smirking. "Nathan, why did you___." "I love this shirt, and this will be my favorite shirt from now on!" Nathan swiftly cut and kissed her. They then continued to walk and stroll.

I sighed and I felt tears clouding my eyes. God, why can't I have the love my cousin has with her mates.

Getting unhappy because of me Because I was feeling sad, I decided to drop by at Goodwill's Ice-cream shop. It belonged to my dad's cousin, Goodwill. He always gives me free ice-cream. I love that place because children always come and make noises, and cry and laugh. I feel amused while looking at them. I wore red sweatpants with white strips down the length at the sides and wore it's sweater, the same color and design. Made by adidas. I managed to wear white sneakers, luckily my feet didn't hurt in them.

I patted Tanya's face before turning to Naomi. "Letitia, come here. Take a look at them. Doesn't Tanya look a lot like Naomi?" Startled by my sudden action, Tanya shook in fear. She looked at Naomi in panic but dared not say anything. Letitia's eyes flitted between the two before she exclaimed exaggeratedly, "They look exactly the same! It was as if they were carved out of the same mold!" Grandma was a sharp woman. She instantly understood what I was implying. Without even flinching, she instructed Peter, "Have someone look into Naomi's cousin's family. Also, see what Naomi did before she worked as a caregiver."

I grinned, wondering if Alex would accept my gift for him—a couple's shirt. "Billy, Jack. You both can take it, too. It's on me," I said when I saw the look on their faces. I'm sure Billy is thinking about Sarah and Jack, his wife. I chose the black-and-white shirt—black for Alex and white for me—with a half-heart printed on each one. When you put the t-shirt together, the heart becomes whole. I chose this shirt because it wasn't as apparent as the same color. With Alex's status, I don't want him to feel uncomfortable wearing it. I also bought a couple of bracelets, hoping he will like them.

My chest was heavy because of the words spoken. That night I broke every single thing I saw on my pad. I was so mad that I was again left by her. I was fvcking disgusted. Who would a guy would thought straight when you knew that he fvcked his fvcked his cousin huh? No one! I felt like it’s the end of me. I badly wanted to kill myself for that sin that I was thinking I have done. She’s my cousin. The only woman I loved is my cousin. What kind of a harsh world this is !?