"So it's gotten to that point huh?" Heather asked with a forced chuckle.
Massy forced a chuckle as well knowing what Heather meant. "Not even... I mean it never would of gotten to this point if I never met her... I never even asked Odell about any of his ex's I didn't care too." She further explained.
Walking along side Massy, her hair pulled up into a tight messy bun. Instead of her hair being straightened, which was what Massy was used to seeing, loose curls that lost their way dangled from the bun. Streaks of blonde all throughout it. Her skin color was the same as Massy's. It was hard not to see Odell when you looked at Heather, her genes were so strong. The only physical feature Odell had from his father were those naturally lazy, yet dreamy eyes.
"You met her?!" Heather stopped
