Unknown: Malakai. Where are you? Unknown: Answer me, kitten. Unknown: Olivia. “Jesus Christ,” I pinch the bridge of my nose. I quickly save the number, and reply. Me: Go away. Future ex-husband: I can find you, kitten. I would just prefer you to let me know where you are. Me: So, you can come fuck up my night? Future ex-husband: No, so I know you’re safe.
