BLAZE WILLIAMS
“We need to get you into the room, Sabrina. Come on,” I resorted to saying.
Sabrina kissed me by the stairs.
She told me two days ago that she wanted us to be just siblings.
She was the one that said she couldn't handle being my lover and yet, she kissed me.
I couldn't even tell if I was angry or impressed. The way I felt was new.
“I can walk on my own,” Sabrina said.
She stopped me from helping her to do anything.
Sabrina smoothened her gown, a deep red-laced material that clung to her like second skin.
She kissed me wearing that. And I had to be the stronger person.
“I don’t mind,” I told her, trying again to hold her.
Sabrina didn't let me. “I’m fine, Blaze. I can walk on my own.” Sabrina hissed and spun around.
She was mad at me because I didn't reciproca
