Page 56 of Dark As Coal

Chapter 13

Adeline

I wasn’t sure what woke me up.

As hard as I tried, I couldn’t bring back the dream I had.

That was until I looked up at the ceiling fan and saw a speck of dust that was made aware from the light sun streaming in through the window.

And that sprinkle of dust reminded me of something that caused everything in my body to tighten.

How I didn’t wake Coal up with my anger I wasn’t sure.

But I did know one thing, I knew that I was going to have that bitch found, and it was going to be me that ended her. One way or a fucking another.

And as I stood in the shower, I felt it.

“That fucking bitch,” I muttered as my temper rose.

And rose.

And rose.

Just like the steam from the shower.

I was toweling off, pulling clothes on, and then I headed back to Coal’s room to get dressed.

No. Wait. To our room.

Once I was dressed, I smiled as I watched Coal rousing from sleep.

I was sitting in the new blue wingback chair Coal had bought for me to rest in while I nursed our baby when I texted Gabby.

It was high fucking time that bitch got what was owed to her.

And I would be the one to deliver it.

Gabby responded immediately, then we pulled Lizette and Sutton into our text thread.

Coal

She got this look in her eye and then pulled out her phone and took a seat in the blue wing-back chair and I knew that she had figured out what was just outside her grasp, I said, “Baby?”

Without looking up as her fingers flew over her screen, she asked, “Yes?”

“What are you doing?” I asked, taking in the way the light in the room hit the diamonds on her left hand.

She shrugged as she started to read something, and then typed again, “Nothing? Why?”

“Because you normally don’t ever mess with your phone when you’re with me,” I told her as I willed her to give me those eyes so I could see for myself what she was thinking, just like she could do with me.

“I love you, too. The girls want my help in getting breakfast started. As soon as that’s done, I’ll come back.” She leaned in to kiss me, her lips so soft on my own.

But all too soon, she pulled back and then started for the door, but she stopped as she turned her head back to look at me, “Do me a favor?”

I nodded, “Anything.”

“Don’t you dare shave that beard off,” she demanded while smiling as she left the hospital.

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