AISHA
WE SAW RICKY outside the bar. He was frantically walking around, checking both sides of the streets. Looking through any possible traces of me. I hid carefully in the corner while Spencer was holding my hand. I haven’t agreed with his suggestion just yet, but he was so kind to even offer that.
I hoped that Ricky would return inside the bar and I could finally leave and head home. But he didn’t. After he hasn’t seen me on the streets. He raised a hand to call for a taxi and left.
“He will probably come to my apartment.”
Spencer’s forehead creased. “Why would he keep bothering you? He was the one who cheated.”
I inhaled a sharp breath. “He asked for forgiveness…”
There was a moment of silence between us.
“Do you want him back?”
I shrugged my head. “No. I’ve realized many thi
