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drugs for me to help ease the pain of Ella’s resentment, so he proclaimed. The drugs consumed my body and soul as it relieved my pain from the rejection of my daughter. I became a drug addict; my world was all about Latif and drugs. My work ethic sky rocketed then Latif handed me a key to a two bedroom house. He constantly provided for me when I did well. It stopped bothering me for a while that I was losing my child. I had become addicted to the fast lifestyle. The money, my man’s love and affection, were all emotional highs for me, until it all fell apart.
    One afternoon, one of Latif’s clients canceled, so I decided to go home and surprise him. I walked into the house and I heard some light mumbling. As I drew closer and closer to the mumbling, the words became clear. I heard him tell another woman everything he used to tell me. “I love you baby, you’re my everything.” but when he said, “I never will regret the day I made you my wife,” I reacted in a way that words couldn’t describe. That also was the first day he put his hands on me as the other woman watched and walked out with him when he was done. I felt ashamed, used and betrayed as I cried with misery. I couldn’t sleep, eat or leave the house. All I wanted to do was stay in bed, hoping that it was all a nightmare. I was miserable, reflecting on how my life slowly fell apart. I felt so incomplete because I knew how much I still loved him regardless of the circumstances. I called him to try to work things out and I got sent to a voicemail.
    “Did he just ignore my call?” I panicked, thinking that I was about to lose him for good. I called him over and over again hoping he would pick up.
    “What’s up?” after so many calls. I was shocked that he answered the way he did. “What’s up?” he repeated.
    “So that’s it? You’re done with me now?” I said as tears dripped down my eyes, waiting on his response.
    “I mean it’s not like that Shorty, I like you and all and you good at what you do to keep us satisfied, but she is my wife and also the mother of my two kids, so you know I can never fallout from her.”
    “Your wife and kids?” I asked as my heart beat out of control knowing I had been living a lie with him.
    “I am sorry.”
    “Oh you’re sorry?”
    “I am.”
    “So what about me? What about how I feel? Do you even care?”
    “I mean of course I do. We can still work together and be friends.”
    “Friends huh?”
    “It’s not like that shorty, I mean I am sorry for not letting you know about her, but it was for the best.”
    “For who?”
    “For you”
    “How was it the best for me?”
    “Cause I know how you feel about me and I didn’t want to hurt you.”
    “Too late.”
    “Yeah I know, I am sorry for that and I am also sorry for putting my hands on you, I was angry for getting so caught up.”
    “Yeah whatever.”
    “I’m serious, I mean I do care for you and all but I just can’t leave my wife for nobody.”
    “So do you love her?”
    “What?”
    “Do you love her?”
    “Yo, what kind of question is that?”
    “Just answer the damn question because I’m sick of you lying about everything.”
    “Hell I don’t know, I guess.”
    “You guess? So you don’t know if you love her?”
    “Man come on, I don’t feel like talking about that right now.”
    “You know what? I am pleased with your answer because you made me realize that you can never love anybody but yourself.”
    “You don’t know anything, you just talking,” he said exposing that I was getting on his nerves already.
    I kept pushing and wanted to know how he really felt about his so called wife. Deep down, I knew he had no spot for me in his heart.
    “So you mean to tell me you don’t love her?”
    “I didn’t say that.”
    “Then tell me.”
    “So, you’re FBI now?”
    “Just answer the question.”
    “Well for your information, the person that got my heart ain’t you so leave it alone Rachael,” his words were harsh as