“Ifyou decide to take my place, I will need you to get married. A stable man is a strong one, you understand?”
“Yeah.”
I looked around the church again to find that everybody was still looking at us.
When I felt Sincere put a hand on my shoulder, I turned my head in his direction.
“Think about it, Havoc.”
I sat back and watched as he walked out of the church. Murmurs broke out around me, but I just ignored them.
My eyes landed on my brother’s casket, that sense of loss and loneliness encased me again.
Now what do I do, bro?
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
KAIRI MOORE
Was this life now?
I looked up at the ceiling, wondering how my life took such a dramatic turn in the blink of an eye.
Working at The Cove was something I’d wanted to do for the longest, and when I finally got to do it, I had no choice but to let it go. That hurt more than anything, but at the same time, I knew it was the right thing to do.
I was tired of my drama following me to my job. I knew that, eventually, Mr. Blair was going to fire me anyway, so it was the best thing for me to walk away on my own.
It had been days since I quit my job, and all I’d managed to do was lie in my bed, looking up at the ceiling, wondering if I was going to ever wake up from this hell.
I had to leave The Cove, but at least I wouldn’t have to deal with Sony or Ocean any longer.
The thought of him made me feel nauseous, but I was glad to be in a safer place far away from his reach.
They might have been bold enough to come to my job, but I knew they weren’t that stupid to come to my house. That had to count for something!
Feeling like I’d sat in this depressive state long enough, I rolled out of bed, determined to keep it moving. Another job will come along. For now, I had to be grateful because shit could have been worse.
I headed for the bathroom to start my day or afternoon, since it was almost three in the afternoon, but at least I got out of bed, which was better than yesterday, when I barely moved. My dad and brother believed I was just tired—catching up on all the rest I missed from working, but honestly, I was hiding. Hiding from my damn self and the reality of life, as if that was going to solve anything. No, it was time I bounced back, or at least tried.
I turned on the shower, stripped out of my clothes, and climbed inside. A sense of relief hit me as the water poured over my head. Feeling like a little self-care would help kick me in the right direction, I decided to wash my hair too.
Thirty minutes later, I walked back into my room feeling a little better. My improved mood even had me humming a Summer Walker song as I found something comfortable to wear.
Something fell from my closet, scaring the hell out of me. This was so unlike me, and I just wanted my old self back.
Once I was dressed, I dried my hair and put on a little makeup. The bruises Sony left behind from his last attack were almost faded, but I wasn’t taking any chances.
After I was done, I left my room to find something to eat.
On my way downstairs, I sighed in relief, knowing that all that mess with Ocean and Sony was finally over.
He wasn’t going to come here, and Ocean would keep her distance as long as I stayed away from Havoc, which I was planning to do. As hard as it was going to be, me not working at The Cove anymore made it easier. It wasn’t like he would come to my house or something!
I stepped into the kitchen and smiled, seeing my daddy and...
“Makari!” I squealed. My eyes widened in surprise that this man was sitting in my damn kitchen. I looked at my daddy, knowing that he was about to murder me because there was no way I could explain why the hell this man was in my house!
He just sat there looking at me with a smirk on his face like I’d invited him over or something.
