“It’s good that she’s earning a place for herself.” It was Ma who spoke. “I’m just saying this as a normal person. Karim’s Bar is not the safest place to work. Some men will misbehave and I don’t want that for the woman my brother fancies.” “Fancies?” Lys laughed at my choice of words. “Is it that
“Who the hell doesn’t remember their passwords?” “I don’t, because of all the shit I deal with.” “You’re exhausting. I thought she was tired of you and your shit, and wanted to give life a new chance, but a part of me was still confused. She looked at you like she...” She smiled. “Like she could d
ROSALINE “Did you get the money?” Paul asked, the sound of the tattoo machine purring through the phone. “Yeah, I did. I cleared the fund,” I answered, walking back and forth in my room. “I had to make sure they don’t tell Dom.” Lowering my voice, I added, “Just a few more days.” “You want to wai
“Where’s Antoine?” I twisted my head at Mama while she stood quietly near the couch. “He had work and my visit was rather unplanned.” “Clearly. You could have just called and asked me to come by. I know how much you hate this house.” Her throat bobbed. “I do hate this place, but some conversation
“Yes, I love him, but that doesn’t give him a free pass. He cannot come back and leave whenever he wants. He left, and it's over between us. Besides, he needs to marry Fabiola anyway, and there is no way I’m falling into the cycle of regrets again. I refuse to live as the other woman or the woman wh
ROSALINE I shook my head at Dom. “I can explain.” His nostrils flared as he reached me. “Explain what?” he yelled, not caring about Mama’s presence in the room. I could not speak. Could not tell anything. “Just tell me it’s a fake article, Ros. Tell me these pictures are fake, looking into my eyes
“Why do you think I’m here? Why do you think I want to take you away?” “Why?” “Because I need you. I don’t think I can describe how much.” Desperation marred the vibrato of his words. “Just come to me, Rose. You can have everything you have ever dreamt of. A house near the beach where every day wo
LUCIANO Paulina led me into the parlour through the back door. I had heard about her from Rose a hundred times, but never had she mentioned that her best friend was the complete opposite of her, covered in tattoos and piercings. Her being a tattoo artist made sense, at least. I looked around the h