CHAPTER 43

We look up to see Amara glaring at us. Stacy squeezes my shoulder assuringly and lets me go. She stands and glares back at the bitch. The David bitch.

“What are you doing here?”

“Wanted to see how my sister-in-law and my help are doing. Then I walked in to this.” She grins shamelessly.

“So what do you want?”

“You two are meant for each other. I should have read the signs. She is definitely gay too.”

“Yes. I am. What’s your point? " I ask standing too.

“Nothing.”

“Great. Coz I want you to get out of my room!” I snap glaring at her.

“This is Trey’s house. He owns every room in here. He is my man and you can’t throw me out.”

“You are such a bitch!” I make to hurl myself at her but Stacy restrains me.

“No need swiry.” She turns to smile at Amara. “How does it feel to know that he is in love with her?”

“He isn’t. Trey doesn’t settle for less.”

“Why was he in here? Do you know what he is doing?” she chuckled. “He is using you to make Frankie jealous.”

“No. She is ugly and cheap.”

“Well. See