AISHA
SPENCER GOT INSIDE the car and I looked down, hid my face with my carry-on bag, and walked fast toward my car.
As soon as I slumped onto the driver’s seat, I sighed deeply.
What did I just witness?
Spencer was hugging a woman, who happened to be someone I know.
I closed my eyes. I couldn’t allow myself to get wrecked because of what I saw. I should forget about Spencer. That short summer trip with him had ended. It’s over now. This is the reality that I have. And he isn’t in the picture.
It’s funny how people can spiral into madness just because of a person who comes back. Even if you think all is well for you, one day some memories will slip and affect you deeply.
But not today. I am not allowing that at all.
I looked for my car keys inside my bag and turned on my car’s
