Page 44 of Pregnant By A Rich Demon 2

Paced the room.

What the fuck had I just done?

I grabbed my keys off the dresser.

Didn’t bother changing out of the sweatpants and t-shirt I’d thrown on after showering.

Just headed for the door.

If Truth wanted to block my number, fine.

She must want to see me in person.

Because I wasn’t letting this sit.

Not tonight.

Not ever.

I took the stairs two at a time, my footsteps heavy and deliberate.

Syx was in the living room playing video games.

He looked up when I passed.

“Yo, where you going?”

“Out.”

“At damn near two in the morning?”

I didn’t answer.

Just kept walking.

“Amai!”

The front door slammed behind me.

I got in my car and started the engine.

My mind was racing.

Yaya’s words. Truth’s voice. The way she’d sounded when she told me to lose her number.

I pulled out of the driveway and headed toward the Seventh Ward.

Toward Delphine’s house.

Toward Truth.

Because if she thought blocking me was going to keep me away?—

She didn’t know me at all.

I got in my car and slammed the door so hard the whole frame shook.

My hands were shaking.