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That bitch almost died.

“Wait.” Destiny had stared at me from my couch. “So this whole fucking time Xay was fucking Avery too?”

“Yes.”

“And Carter is his?”

“Yes.”

“And Avery pregnant AGAIN?”

“Yes, bitch!”

“And Collin his?”

“You already knew that!”

“I know, but I’m putting the family tree together in my head.”

“Destiny.”

“Bitch, y’all sure know how to keep it in the family.”

I had stared at her.

“Bitch, are you fucking serious right now making a joke?”

“I’m just saying!”

“Ain’t shit funny!”

“I told your ass to leave that bitch-ass nigga alone and go be with fine-ass Carlos.”

“Fuck you.”

“No, fuck Xay. Apparently everybody else did.”

I threw a pillow at her.

She ducked, laughing.

I wasn’t laughing then.

Eventually I did.

Because Destiny was stupid as fuck.

Life had kept moving whether I wanted it to or not.

I was back at Freckles.

Back on the pole.

Back making my money.

My doctor had cleared me, my body felt good, and that first night back reminded me exactly who the fuck I was before I spent three years waiting for Xavier Lawless to choose me.

Money was good.