Brenda's POV
As I find my way to my room, Crystal's statement keeps ringing in my ears and I keep thinking of the possible reasons why Tyler did not come back.
Am I bound to look forward to every day just because of him, with the hope of seeing him? Is he tired of me? Did he lie to me when he said he liked me? Has he found a new woman who satisfies him more than I do?
I am also trying to give him the benefit of doubt. Is he busy? Is something stopping him from coming to me?
I exhale deeply as I enter the room. I remove my clothes one after the other, leaving me in my pants and bra. I move to the rack where I keep my heels and pick up the silver heels.
My pants and bra are white and I usually dance in them, unlike Crystal who is mostly covered these days. That is the privil
