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Episode 62
It really sucks to be me. I didn't need another therapist to explain to me the dilemma I was in. This was lade, my therapist who I had suspected was in a broken relationship in my boyfriend's house which he had carefully locked with his key after he welcomed me in with a bright smile that had stirred the butterflies in my stomach. My eyes ran quick to her hands, she was holding a bunch of keys too which explained how she managed to get into a closed apartment. My stomach groaned in fear and realisation. lade was Adam's fiance the one he never mentioned. The ex I never asked about because I was taken with my own love for him and maybe because I didn't want him to ask about my own ex.
Until then I didn't know Adam and I lacked communication in our few days relationship. It wasn't totally because he was usually busy and we hardly went deep in our conversation,it was because I was taken by my infatuation. Infatuation, that was what I had for Adam. All I ever felt for him was nothing but a fairy tale where there was the prince with the special shiny sword who rescued the lost princess from the hands of the wicked evil magical witch and then she fell in his arms falling in love with him immediately after which a full bright rainbow draws in the sky then they both perform a love song except that Adam wasn't a prince and though I was lost, I wasn't a princess and his weapon was a broken bottle saving me from a street thug not the falsity that Disney painted for kindergarten kids and there was no rainbow or a duet, there was the rhythm of my tears and the roaring of thunder as it showered above us.
It was never love.
Adam stirred and woke up stretching and yawning with a smile on his face. Then he stopped and hurriedly sat up sneaking a furtive glance at his body and I saw the tacky lines of his face calm as he adjusted the blankets and pulled it up to his chest. his aura heightened in fear.
"Demi....." I expected him to say "I can explain" like kwame did when I was the one standing not the one caught messing with someone else's fiance but this wasn't Deja Vu,this was much more complicated.
Lade had her lips pressed together the whole time and I could tell she was biting her tongue obviously fighting a war in her mind. Now her face was down with so much hatred I thought she would pull out a gun and shoot Me then Adam and maybe herself but surely me first.
"Adam, can you tell her what you told me last night?"my gaze shifted to Adam and his eyes widened "Adam you begged me to come back, you apologised for everything and I asked you if you had anyone else you said you would end it... Now after a night with you I come back to this... " she bit her lip trying to control her temper but the devil had his way. "this LovePeddler, this sexpot, this sick ..thing?"
My eyes filled
"lade, please stop,please dont"
Adam frowned and turned to me.
"you know her? "