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“And Ray? Why did you force me to talk to him and that absurd comment you made about us finishing our talk in the car?” I ask.She smirks. “That.” She assumes a solemn face. “I just feel pity for the guy. He is making all his efforts, and you are not appreciating his efforts. You both agreed to make amends, didn’t you?” She asks.“I know. And we are.” I defend myself.She leans back, developing a thousand furrows on her face. “You are? Does that include you walking past him without even simple greetings? Acting all cold?” She asks.I have been cold. If I were cold, I would have kicked his ass out of this house. Heck! I would not have even allowed him to come near me or my child. I went even further and allowed his sister to see my child. And I would have listened to all his worries and problems if only she had not badgered in unannounced. How can she say that I am cold toward him? Come to think of it, I think I am developing a soft spot for him, which I shouldn’t. I bet we would still

His eyes are miles away from mine. Not just my eyes, but he avoids looking anywhere close to my direction. Why? What kind of hot sh*t is he in? What mess is he entangled in? “I asked you a question, Ray! Who is that bitch who just insulted me right here? What is your deal with her?” I query again, finally conjuring his eyes to me.He does not look like someone who is in the mood to entertain this conversation, but I do not look like some light bitch who is willing to let this conversation go either. I am not willing to starve my curiosity like this.“I am sorry for how she acted.” He says this as he strolls over to his seat.Sorry? This seems like the very first galling word that appears in his vocabulary. He is so good at apologizing for mistakes that are not even his. Wow!“I didn’t ask for an apology. I asked who the hell she is and what right she has to insult me that way.” I state. I am sick and tired of his sorry.He drops on his seat, and leans on the table, motioning for me to

“There are people in this life whom you cannot care about, no matter how much you force yourself to even be human. And unfortunately, Tarah happens to be one of those.” Ray explains flatly. No remorse. No guilt. There are no feelings in his words.But on second thought, I can relate to him. I mean, I don’t think I can ever care for his mother after everything she has done to me and my child. I just can’t bring myself to have even a little pity for her. And that Tarah too. She is in the same category as Mrs. Mazzur. Nothing will save them from my wrath, and I will show them no mercy, no matter what.All the same, he has his own problems to deal with, and I have my own to deal with. I think it is best if this conversation ends here to avoid complications. But something tells Mary she is not done, causing trouble. I still feel the need to ask for more information about that witch, except whether he enjoyed their steamy romance that night. Yack! That sucks. It is even making me nauseous.

“Something that whores like you can’t know. But a satisfied wife like me knows all the secrets of her husband.” She affirms, her eyes fixed on Ray the whole time.These are all annoying riddles! Freaking riddles are riling me up. What is this b*tch ranting about? What is this secret that is even scaring Ray like this? Some other dirt? Does she have some dirt on him too? What? What did he know? Did she catch him cheating? Another infidelity?“Don’t you dare, you sick whore!” Ray discharges a faint roar.“No, Ray! Don’t you dare me! You know I am capable of anything and everything. And by the way, does this bitch know anything about what she caused? Because I want to give her the benefit of the doubt and think that she won't be this shameless, I suppose, if she knew.”Hello!Me? Did what?What did I do? What did I cause?“Leave Irma out of this if you don’t want to see the worst of me!” Ray says in a composure that is obviously forced, while I am bathing in utter disarray.“What did I d

I finish preparing Angel for school, and I am also all dolled up for work as well. I have no plan of being a lazy ass at my word. Never been one. Never will there be one. But on top of that, the curiosity of meeting Ray today to finally know what my crime is is fueling me. I really want to know, honestly. My head needs to be cleared of all these banging questions.I try calling him to ask if he would still be able to take Angel to school today, but the call goes unrequited. Sigh! Where is he now? After placing Angel and my bag on the seats, I excuse myself to go see whether Julie is done with breakfast.“Mommy?” Angel speaks before I can take a third step. I walk back.“Yes, baby?” I respond.“Daddy didn’t pick me up yesterday, and he hasn’t picked up your call just now. Are you sure he is coming?” She implores. She is not in her mood today because her dad failed her yesterday.“I know, but I did explain why Daddy couldn’t pick you up yesterday, baby. Something urgent came up that he