"Maturing is realizing not everything is about you" shut
up and listen to me!!
I'm
nothing but a manipulative and guilt tripping bitch, since he still stays, its
fine.
Present time
I can't
believe its one month without any mention of Alexa, he doesn't even call or
text her anymore. Universe is this a sign or a warning?
He listens
to me more, he actually sees me now, I haven't even need to cry this past
month.
"Aya mi"
Ibrahim called out to her again "I'm asking if you'd be free on Friday" he said
shaking her off her thoughts
"Yes"
she smiled "what's happening on Friday?" she asked
"My company's
launching a new product and a promotion dinner" he said as he tried to
knot his tie
"oh" she
wondered "you're inviting for a business dinner?" she continued, Ibrahim
chuckled and walked towards her "Is your usual plus one not coming" she
said quietly and adjusted his colar. "she has shares in the company but you're
the one I want to go with" Ibrahim responded trying to meet her eyes
"Alright
spill the beans" he said when he couldn't take the silence anymore
"it's
nothing, I just wanted to know" she gave him a reassuring smile, even
though the voices in her head kept screaming that she jinxed it, as she watched
him head for the door, "I just hope seeing her won't break this progress in our
relationship" she shouted as tears slid down her eyes. I can't go through
this again, I can't keep fighting for a man that doesn't know if he wants to
kept. Ibrahim walked back towards her, cupping her face in his arm, he
wiped her tears
"My cry cry
baby" he smiled "listen to me" he continued softly, lifting her head up "I
love you and I'm willing to spend the rest of my life proving it" he
paused, God this relationship is tiring "Neche let it
sink, you're the only woman I love" he said and grabbed her in for a hug
"Alexa is long forgotten" he whispered to himself, he needed believing
much more than anyone else.
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"Neche is a
fine girl, what else does she have that makes
Ibrahim hold her tight" Alexa sounded jealous as she scrolled through
pictures on her phone "if I'm going to get Ibrahim's attention I need a dress
that screams" she made up her mind and dialed her stylist number
"What
are you doing?" Mark who had been watching her all along questioned
"Getting a
dress for Friday" she answered, showing her screen to him "Don't tell me you've
forgotten" she asked
"Would
Ibrahim be taking you?" he questioned "Because I have plans for Friday already"
he continued
"Mark!" she
screamed even before she realized "I'm sorry" she chirped in quickly, with
an apologetic look before closing the gap between them
"You
promised that I'd have you to myself when you get back" she whined "what
happened to my wishes being your command?" she continued
Mark took in a deep breath knowing he had no choice
"okay fine you win" he answered
Alexa leaped and smiled,
before kissing her wonderful husband.
"who am I
kidding, in a room filled with women of his kind, he'd still choose her"
Neche sighed as she stared at the pile of dress to choose from
"what will
I wear?" she said and lay on them, sending a text to you all know who
Beep, beep
Sorted your dress yet?
She smiled at her phone before typing So many
choices
When in doubt, blue's the color
She sat up and scanned her dressing room until her
eyes caught The dress
Thanks, love you.
She threw her phone and lay back down, this time
calmer