I Didn't Change My Number - Sequel

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Chanel found herself feeling conflicted after her conversation with billie. Her heart ached with nostalgia when they talked about the past, but at the same time, she felt guilty for even talking about it since she was to be married to someone else soon.

She couldn't get billie out of her mind, even though she knew it was wrong. Chanel turned to her close friend julian for advice, and, like always, she encouraged her to end her engagement and get back together with billie. Chanel's heart raced as she thought about it.

Despite Chanel's initial hesitation, she began to feel excited and scared simultaneously. She thought about her daughter who she had adopted with her fiance, Ocean. What would happen to her if they broke up? Would Ocean be put back into foster care or have to live with divorced parents? Chanel wasn't sure what to do. She didn't wanna make the little girl confused and make her choose. She didn't want Ocean to feel how she felt when her parents got divorced.

Chanel needed some advice, so she decided to talk to her childhood best friend, who also happened to be her assistant, Lola. They met at an exclusive VIP members bar and started talking over drinks.

"I don't know what to do," Chanel confessed to Lola. "I have so many things to think about. My daughter, my fiance, my feelings for Bil...."

Lola listened intently as Chanel shared her thoughts and fears with her. "You're in a tough spot, Chen. You have a lot to consider, but you also have to ask yourself what's really important to you," she said sympathetically. "I know, But.. I don't know what to do. Part of me wants to be with Billie again, but another part of me feels guilty for even thinking about it. I adopted a child with my fiance... If I left him, what would happen to our daughter?" Chanel said, feeling torn inside.

Lola sipped her drink and gave Chanel a supportive look. "You're right to consider your daughter in all of this, but you also have to be true to yourself and what makes you happy. You deserve to be happy, Chanel." She said. Chanel nodded, appreciating her friend's advice but still feeling unsure. "But what if it's a mistake? What if leaving my fiance and getting back with Bil leads to more pain and regret?" She asked.

Lola reached out and patted Chanel's hand. "You can't predict the future, Chen. You have to make the decision that feels right for you. And whatever happens, I'll be here for you no matter what." She smiled reassuringly.

As Chanel listened to Lola and sipped her drink, she found herself lost in memories of the night Billie had contacted her. The pain and nostalgia rushed back to her like waves crashing onto the shore. She could still hear Bil's voice in her head, pleading with her to come back to her.

Chanel replayed the conversation in her mind, remembering every word that was said. She had tried so hard to forget that night, but it seemed like no matter how much time passed, Billie and their relationship was still etched into her mind.

bil's pov:

"Please don't be long
'Cause I want your all
I don't have fun
Without your love
Life is too short
But I will live for you
You're muckin' off
But I will live for you, my selfless love..."

I sighed after singing those lyrics. I leaned my elbow over the open window and leaned my head against my fist as I cruised through the streets of LA. My phone dinged, making my heart jump. I glanced at the screen, wishing to see her name on it.

I smacked my teeth and turned my attention back to the road when I saw that the notification was just from my settings, reminding me to update my phone. I drove to Taco Bell and got a bean burrito... Yeah, just one. I've been cutting down on those because I don't wanna be farting all night and stinking my bed.

I was contemplating on texting Chen, but she deserves some space. After all, she's still his fiancée. I picked up my phone and called my friend, who I fuck from time to time, Quen. She picked up after a few rings.

"Hey, sexy millionaire woman." She happily sang. "Hiiii, gorgeous! are you free? I wanna come over."
That was our secret phrase to "I wanna fuck." Quen giggled a little, saying "Yeah, come over." I smirked.

Sure, fucking my feelings away are bad, but at least it's fun. On my drive there I couldn't stop zoning out and thinking about Chen though. She really needs to get out of my head.