Chapter Fifty-Five: Don’t Push Me
Lyric The second we got home, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I closed my bedroom door, leaned my back against it—and just let go. Tears spilled out, fast and messy. “I gave him everything, Niyah… my time, my heart, my f*cking body.” Janiyah turned, eyes wide. “Lyric…” “I let him in,” I cried, “and this is what I get? A random b***h sitting right next to him in his damn club while I was downstairs like a fool? Like I don’t exist?!” I slid down the door and sat on the floor, choking on sobs. “I feel so… stupid.” Janiyah rushed to me, pulled me into her arms, tight. “No, don’t do that. Don’t even say that.” “But it’s true—” “NO,” she cut in, firm. “You loved him. You were real. You showed up for him. He’s the dumb one. He knew what he had and still played with it.” I buried my face
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