Cheryl's Revenge

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ces, I don't want to think anymore, I just want to sink into sweet oblivion like I do every day since God decided I was

mily all die in a plane cras

e that future but I guess the future came early. I snap out of my thoughts and realize the whore from the night before is

ith a smile. I try to understand

's morning your services

deserve a minute of my time, so I get up and enter the bathroom. I'm done

pared. She's the closest thing I have to a family right now. She means the most to

ays without even looking at me. " It would be nic

o the food. "I knew that'd be your ans

you know better than to talk with food in your

igible Bachelor, it's been a minute

end, he's my main guy but

re going to your office, but first, you have to get a haircut; you look like

biggest fashion line in the world; the guy kno

don't feel like

hat statement 'bro' I wasn't

then," Lucia says with a laugh a

is going

Armani suit and head out. I look at the mirr

too. When I enter the reception, I can feel all eyes on me

a little but I know I'll have to get over it somehow. I enter my father's office. Memories cloud my mi

e but I see no one. Hmmn, I call the front desk usi

ecretary?" I as

stops midway, looking down as though the ground

g for replacements, since I have

s no advertisement prior," she says to me somewha

g in this chair and giving instructions since

l. "I'm sorry sir, won't happ

it" and I point to the door to signal she's dismissed. She comes bac

otice it's already late. I got a text

e and I are seated at the bar.

her hair almost waist length moving side to side as she sways her hips to the music. I can tell s

es me; it looks like she's in no mood for

ks at me as though she felt it too. I look at those baby blue eyes, and I feel

leave her

quiet, where it's just gon

, there's only one place I

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