Urso narrating
I left the house with my ears burning. Nicole had put me in my place. She kicked up a fuss without mercy. She faced me head-on, said everything she had bottled up, and threw the five phones in my face. And the worst part is, she was right. I didn't even remember all that crap. These women find out my number, make a point of sending messages, photos, videos, every possible disrespect. It's like they're waiting for the first chance to destabilize me. But I forgot one detail: I have a fierce woman at home. A woman who doesn't bow her head to me. Who speaks to my face. Who confronts me. And when she sets a limit, it's because there's no argument.
The truth is, I've been off the scene, not at the forefront like before, not attending parties, not paying attention. Since Sophia
