Started with a nightstand

pte

ome. It's my twenty-fifth birthday today. I couldn't help but wonder at how

before, none of them lasted more than a year. And it was merely for the fun it. Most of the time

ash

e and make my way to the parking lot. I begin to

ho borrowed my car to go change her clothes that were stained fr

to retrieve my keys when I ca

alled and

s going to return yo

o collect them,"

ff to?" she asks

his birthday"

h a happy birthday to him f

have his numb

ut her off before she

t to go, see you, t

be spending the nig

my dad a text that I'd

rying to do," she says in a

I'm obsessed with h

do" she ans

before it gets too late," I say

happy birthday for me" she

a smile and continue t

The find his living room empty as I enter his a

poke my head inside to skim the room, however, I feel

eye lands on him in

he barks and scu

, I can explain,"

's over," I say and

e but I didn't as much as

f flas

o be serious with myself. I'm doing well at my job, work is n

r the life of me, get into another relationship. I tried to heal my heart and ease the pai

ied three years after her death and begot another daughter, Kiara. My stepfamily loathes me f

all my stress down with it. I take my strawberry-scented hair wash from its rack and pour a good amount into my palm and massage it o

sh back to its position and pick the cinnamon-sce

nd losses along. It's a new year for me and I'm not going

ce stepdaughter role and taking reckless a

o ensure the boat keeps sailing. It's t

b in my shower and turn it off, my body imm

a towel and dry my body with it, befor

green thigh-length dress, that I haven't worn since I bought it, that has a deep v line cut in both the

he total classic look. I pick a pair of silver six inches heels, a gold-colored bracele

on the couch. still dressed in my robe, I take a sit in front of

dation and concealer. When I'm satisfied with my face I start with my eyes and d

y lipstick, forming an exaggerated Cupid's bow out

es at myself. I take off the robe and wear m

on my door and

d says making the sign of the c

k stunni

k you

appy and proud of the person you've

Dad," I say emphasi

is arms wide for me to hug him. as I begin to pull from the hug, fearing what I know he'd

don't want you treating me like a kid anymo

ys be my little princess n

you get married and have children runn

, you ruined my make-u

friendly reminder, you don't need any make-up to look

ch for the confide

forever darli

e, and cares you're showing her. isn't she li

da spoke from out

lling my eyes at her. I'm so done wi

l a kid, and being extra dependent on your Dad mak

ge the topic. I don't want to exchange words with her in the

ready ." She says flashing me what m

start caring if I h

irthday A-V-E-R-Y, she calls from outside and without

kfast," my dad say

ave to

k without having breakfast on your

rub and oil pass through this lips..., What if

so b

le minutes to finish this look"

aarh" he

to have an early lunch," I s

east have some coffee bef

no to your coffee