(COMPLETED)Ryan, a stunning woman, seems to have it all-a loving home, a fulfilling career, and a supportive family. Despite the perfect image of her marriage, recent struggles have left her feeling down. During a girls' night out, she reunites with...
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7:30p
"Ahh! Finally home!" I sighed, gently throwing myself onto the couch. I sat there for a few minutes, trying to catch my breath. Being pregnant really reminds you how out of shape you are.
"Ok," I said to myself, preparing to stand up as if it were the hardest task of the day. Finally rising, I looked around my place, feeling content. The paparazzi had been cleared from my home, thanks to Claire's team's blackmailing efforts, though she never revealed the details.
I sold all of my furniture and I do mean all of it; anything that reminded me of Keith, I wanted it gone, I had the wall removed that made my living room bigger.
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I headed upstairs to my bedroom, put on some music, and started getting a hot bath ready with bath bombs. I took off my wig and put my hair in a messy bun, so it wouldn't get wet. I dimmed the lights and lit a few candles. Before taking off my white cotton robe, I made sure the water temperature was just right.
Ryan's bathroom
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While scrolling through Instagram, I saw a picture Keith's sister posted of them together, and it pissed me off all over again how she ruined my baby shower. I always notice everything in a picture, so I zoomed in to be sure I wasn't seeing things. And there she was—the girl he cheated with, in the background.
"This asshole, but why do I care? We're divorced now," I muttered to myself. Mariah Carey's "Through The Rain" started playing, and I turned it up because it felt like my life—feeling all alone and in pain. Even though I have Quincy, my friends, and family, it still felt like it was me and my son against the world.
I decided to post a picture I took earlier today at my parents' house. I was nervous about it because I haven't posted any pictures of my pregnancy, but my son means everything to me, and I wanted everyone to know.
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After I posted the picture, I put my phone away and leaned back to enjoy the rest of my bath. A few moments later, I heard my room door open and felt so happy, thinking Quincy was finally here.
"Baby, I'm in the bathtub. I'm glad you're here. Why don't you get undressed and join me?"
"Okay," came the reply. My eyes shot open so fast in pure shock and disbelief.
"Keith, what the hell are you doing here? You need to leave...NOW!" I screamed, grabbing my robe and putting it back on. I was terrified.
"Ryan, I just wanna talk. Is that too much to ask?"
"YES! You've got a lot of nerve showing up here after you tried to kill me! I'm calling the cops!"
I ran into the bedroom with my phone, trying to call them, but Keith grabbed my wrist, squeezing it so tight that I dropped the phone.
"Keith, let me go!! STOP!" I screamed, but he was furious, and once he was like this, pleading was useless.
He slammed me against the wall, putting his hand over my mouth. "You think you can divorce me and live happily ever after with this guy?"
Tears ran down my cheeks, but they were from rage. I kneed him in the groin and tried to run again, but he grabbed me by the hair, dragging me across the floor. I fell backward, at least protecting the baby.
"GET UP!! And shut the FUCK UP!" He yelled.
"Ok, ok, ok, just please let me go! My baby!"
"You expect me to care about a kid that's not mine?! Hmm?! Bitch I said get up!"
"I can't! Keith, let me go!" He finally released his grip, so I could stand up. We locked eyes for a millisecond and he grabbed me again, throwing me on the bed. Tonight was the night I was gonna die...me and my baby were gonna die.
——————————————— ⛈️COMMENT + VOTE⛈️ This mf is outta control! I'll fix typos laterrrr🤪✌🏼 ——————————————— Song: Through The Rain- Mariah Carey
