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Just A Little Drug

Rose's POV

It has been weeks but from my perspective, I would say it has been months since my husband caught me in a room with Ibrahim, that mothefucker!. He has been giving me the cold silent treatment for weeks even after we got back to New York and thanks to him, I can't work anywhere, I just sit in the house and do nothing.

"ma'am, your breakfast is ready" the chef called out to me as I stared at the clouds, lost and drowned in my thoughts

"feed it to the dogs, I don't need your food" I replied harshly, I didn't bother to look at her face, I was too angry to see another soul

"what's wrong ma'am, I made your favorite"

"Enough!, I said to feed it to the dogs, you will do as I say, and don't ask me questions, perhaps you would like to return to the streets where you were picked out from like a homeless dog!" I screamed at her before she could complete her statement

the anguish that I felt was beyond me, she felt scared and left me alone, my husband walked in, he must have heard me sc
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