Chapter 7

Chapter 7



Clyde guarded his phone like a fortress. It was off-limits for anyone but him.

Yet, there we were for the second time. When the cops called, Kayla answered. It was the same story when I tried reaching him.

"If it's no big deal, I've gotta go. We're busy," Kayla said, her voice dripping with a smugness that made it clear she relished emphasizing "we" as if I needed a reminder that they were together.

"Tell him to call me back after his shower," I managed, my voice trembling from rage and pain, which amused Kayla greatly.

"He'll be too busy after his shower to call you," she retorted, her tone light and taunting. "Whatever it is, you can tell me. It's all the same."

smirk at her audacity, even though the pain made it

is from marital assets. Those cozy pictures of you two are evidence of an affair during the marriage.

fact that Clyde is over you. Dream on. All you care about is money. You are a selfish gold-digger. Clyde regrets marrying you every single day. You want money, heh? Dream on. You could be dying,

as I stared at the dark screen of my phone. A part of me wondered why I was even fighting to stay alive. Shouldn't I

"Melanie? Melanie!"

around my hospital bed flew open, revealing Jade Scott, disbelief etched across her face. "Why are you here? Did you have surgery? What happened? Did you relapse? I thought they said it wouldn't come back after the

me with questions, leaving me

caught her breath, I asked, "Why are you

at the bed next to her where her grandma was lying. "My grandma is

you? What's going on? You're sick and didn't tell me? Where's Clyde? Was that Clyde's mistress on

couldn't leave the hospital even if I wanted to. When she

reached out, taking her

had been my college roommate and one of

my cancer had returned, but she was in the midst

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