CHAPITRE 9

Sasha Jones Morales

He did not come.

I didn't even want him to come at first and he didn't come.

What asshole? Who does he think he is, canceling appointments without warning!

What was I thinking anyway? That he would rush to my door like a love-starved teenager?

“He’s really a big coward.” I blurt out while rolling a joint.

I need to relax. When I'm in such an angry state, there are only two things that can calm me down. Sex or a joint. The best is when it's both but you can't have everything in life.

I finish rolling and I sit in my balcony, I ended up putting on a nightie

wearing a silk nightgown realizing that Damon really stood me up and he wasn't going to come. I smoke while looking at the starry sky. I already feel a little better. I check my phone quickly, responding briefly to a few messages.

Sam has a mission for me, I'll take care of it tomorrow for now I just want to relax. I now feel so soft and that makes me smile.

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