Hi everyone,
First off, I hope you are all staying safe, healthy and taking care of your mental health. There is a lot going on in our world today.
This next chapter is incredibly short. I recognize that. It's kind of one of those filler chapters to help move the story along. I promise to provide a second chapter within the next 24 hours.
Thank you for reading.
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Chantelle's POV
I think about texting Lucas to see how his first therapy session but ultimately decide against it. I need to give him some space.
Instead I decide to get started cleaning my apartment. It's been almost 2 weeks since I last cleaned and it's getting really messy.
I start with the half of my studio I've designated to be my bedroom. There are clothes everywhere. It takes me nearly an hour but I finally get everything where it needs to be.
Next I attack the bathroom. I start by sweeping up all the hair I've shedded the last two weeks. After that, I spray down the shower, sink and toilet with cleaning spray. I let that sit while I throw all my towels in the washing machine.
Once I finish the bathroom, I head to the kitchen. It's not too bad. If there's one thing I hate, it's a dirty kitchen. It usually stays pretty clean. I empty the dishwasher before wiping down the counters and bleaching the sink.
When I'm done with my school entire apartment, four hours have passed and I'm absolutely exhausted. I take a shower before lying down in bed and opening the Netflix app.
As I'm looking for a movie, my phone chimes.
Hey, the text message reads. It's from Lucas.
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Unarmed
RomanceA successful black woman, Chantelle Bernard has it all. She's 27-years old, works for Cosmopolitan Magazine, and makes enough money to do the things she wants. When she meets white police officer Lucas Stevenson, it seems as though life cannot get a...
