Page 48 of She will Always be Mine

ME:If you won’t give me my orgasm, I’ll do it myself.

ARROGANT THIEF:Baby, we both know you won’t disobey me. Your body knows who owns it.

ME: I hate you.

ARROGANT THIEF:And I love you, my little liar.

Out of nowhere, my phone is ripped away from my hands and when I look up, my scared gaze collides with my mom’s angry one.

Oh fuck!

“Why the hell are you still talking to him, Nyra?” yells my mom. “I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you.”

I stare at her in horror, fear paralyzing my entire body as she reads the last text he sent me. I try to snatch it before she can scroll up and read the whole conversation.

She will kill me if she finds out I slept with Riaan. Before I can take it back, she shoves me back and her eyes go wide.

No. No. No.

All too soon, she brings her attention back to me but not before I see the discomfort and disgust on her face. I just know she read some of his earlier texts and I wish the ground could swallow me whole. Shame washes all over me while I’m unable to meet her eyes.

“Ma—”

“Why don’t you understand he doesn’t love you, Nyra?” she screams, and I flinch. “How am I supposed to get through to you? That boy is sick and he is using you.”

Tears stream down my face, making my vision blurry while words stay lodged in my throat. Her hands shake my shoulders and I don’t fight her. I want to scream that we are not sick.

We’re just two broken souls who fell in love with each other.

“Where did I go wrong in raising you?” she whispers in a sad voice, and the brunt of it makes me stagger back on my feet.

“I’m sorry.” It’s the only words I manage to say.

“That’s it,” says she while backing away. “I’m telling your father.”

“No!” I shout, finally meeting her eyes. I can’t let her do that so I plead, “Please don’t tell him, Mom. I beg you.”

“He needs to know. Maybe he will make you understand the wrongness of your situation. I tried and I failed,” she replies solemnly.

You never tried… is what I want to say.

Not that it would’ve worked.

“Please don’t.” Stepping closer to her, I grab her arm and speak, my voice stuttering. “I-I’ll d-do anything. I promise. I’ll fo-forget Riaan. Please.”

There was a time when I wouldn’t have uttered those words but slowly, with each passing day, my strength and my hope is wavering. I’m losing against everything and everyone trying to tear me down. Some days, I feel like a fighter but on days like this, I couldn’t be weaker.

Seconds pass while Mom observes my face quietly, her face giving nothing away, and I’m scared she won’t listen to me.

“I’ll block his number and won’t ever talk to him again. I swear,” I try to convince her.

“Why should I trust you again, Nyra?” she asks in a cold voice.

“I can’t hurt Dad.”

She must hear the sincerity in my voice because she eventually nods. Whether it’s the fear in my eyes at the thought of Dad learning the truth or the thought of losing his trust like I lost hers, she knows she’s won.

She found the one weakness to cut Riaan from my life and that’s the love I have for my father.

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