Chapter Fifteen
This had to be the answer. This was the only way to get rid of DeShawn once and for all, even if it hurt him. Adalia massaged her chest and stared up at his building, heart pounding against her ribs.
She was never this nervous. Not for DeShawn, certainly, he’d lost his chance with her ages ago, so why did she feel so... hollow? Adalia reached into the glove box of her tiny car, a loaner from Trent, and took out a bag of peppermints. She ripped it open and the candy erupted out and sprayed all over the passenger seat.
“God dammit,” she grumbled, then snatched one up and crunched it between her teeth. The mint sweetness flooded her mouth and she breathed the stinging flavor through her nostrils. DeShawn’s apartment was on the third floor of the brick-faced building. The ex
