The tears eventually stopped falling, but of course, not because she couldn’t cry no more, but because if she didn’t stop, she’d eventually end up in the hospital, ruining the enlightenment that had come to her in a time of heartbreak.
If she couldn’t have Gadreel, then no one could; that was said enlightenment the Lord had bestowed upon her, as she called it.
Except, she decided to tweak this enlightenment a little bit. She knew Ivory was a gold digging bitch, meaning she was only flocking around Gadreel and messing up their lives because he had money, fame and power.
Take all that honey away, and the flies would disappear.
Pressing her phone against her ear, she listened to the line ring. After the third ring, it was answered.
“Ms. Remington, what a pleasant surprise to receive your call. And here I was thinking you had run away with you tails tucked between your legs.”