51. It was all an act

ERICA

“Are you cheating on my papa?”

“What?” I stared at her and realised she was totally serious. I scoffed and a chuckle left me as even the prospect of cheating on a man like Antonio was laughable to me. I met her eyes and replied, “No. I’m not cheating on him. And I can see that you’d like for that to be the case, but unfortunately for you I am not that kind of a woman. Neither I’m a cheater and nor I’m a gold digger of which you accused me without knowing me.”

“Then why did you ask for my phone? Who are you calling behind my father’s back?”

I looked down at the phone in my hand that I had slipped out to check again, it was unlocked and on the screen as a wallpaper there was a picture of her with Ephraim and Antonio. As I watched the picture, looking at their happy faces, I couldn't help but miss my own family. I drank more from my mug and in a moment of weakness which was probably because of the whiskey that seemed to be rushing to my he