Chapter Seven: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚜(𝚜)𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝

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𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕
2 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝙻𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛...

It's been 2 months since Lawrence and I signed the divorce papers, and honestly I couldn't tell how I was feeling

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It's been 2 months since Lawrence and I signed the divorce papers, and honestly I couldn't tell how I was feeling. In my heart I know it was the right call, because we haven't been together for 9 years anyway. But I'm stuck with these thoughts of 'what if', and it pisses me off. I'm just ready to look into the future and not in the past.

For several months I have been looking into photoshoots for my store and today I was finally making it happen. Myself and a few others employees will be doing a photoshoot for my boutique. My business manager said that it would be a good idea and create a Instagram profile for the store so we can get more clientele. I thought it was a great idea because before I wasn't doing anything like that, even though we kept busy. It wasn't anything wrong with more business.

"These pictures are going to come out really good. I can't believe you didn't think you were going to slay honey. You should have been a model, your gorgeous." My photographer, Ryan snapped his fingers. He was a know photographer that did multiple celebrity pictures. I was honestly grateful for all his help. He was expensive as hell but it was definitely worth every penny.

"Thanks love, I honestly never thought about modeling. It's a lot that goes with it, not just a pretty face. I like to eat to much to be a model." I laughed and he did as well.

"You got a point there. I'll get these edited for you and send them in a few days." After saying my goodbyes to him and his staff, I made my way to the car. Today I was going to relax at home. Cook a delicious meal and drink a bottle of wine, all by my lonesome. This week I had been running around so much that it was time I set a little me time. Raijah had left on another trip and I was honestly glad. I loved her but it was better when she wasn't around, because she was just to wild for me.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. I slid it out and saw that it was Fab. "Hello," I answered grabbing a steak from out of the meat section in the grocery store.

"Damn sis, it's like that. You divorce a nigga friend and you just abandon the whole crew." He complained in my ear. I rolled my eyes, he was being dramatic.

"I called you the other day and you didn't pick up so it seems to me, it's the other way around."

"Nothing like that, I been busy."

"Same goes for me. What's up though?" I asked walking to the check out line.

"I'm having a little get together at the crib for Wave G-Day. Wanted to see if you wanted to slide through?" He asked.

"You know I don't fuck with Dre like that." I scrunched my face up. I loved Dre but he had reckless ass mouth. We've gotten into it so many times in the past so I don't even put myself in his presence anymore.

"I don't fuck with you either, bobble head ass." I heard Dre yell."

"See what I'm talking about? Why you got me on speaker anyway? Who you around?" I asked, Note wondering if Lawrence was there.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 21, 2021 ⏰

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