I Wish I Could Be The One by Monica Walters

Author:Monica Walters [Walters, Monica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: B. Love Publications
Published: 2021-07-21T18:30:00+00:00

When I got to the courthouse, I was nervous as hell. Although they said Nahra had an amazing attorney, I couldn’t help but doubt that. She’d been there all night, and I knew she probably didn’t sleep a wink. I know I didn’t. My dad made the drive to Houston for me to check on things, and I couldn’t be more grateful. There was no way I wouldn’t be here for Jenahra at a time like this. When I ran down the situation to them and told them of our past, they were in shock that I was carrying on a relationship with a married woman.

But they had to accept that it was the past and that my feelings for her were strong. This situation only made my feelings stronger and made me more sensitive toward her. Jenahra could have whatever she wanted from me. No amount of money, time, or attention would be too much. That was just how important she was to me.

Walking into the courtroom, my eyes widened. It was full. She had a support system out of this world, that was for sure. I didn’t see why she was being pretentious around them. They all seemed pretty cool and would rock with her no matter what. As I looked for somewhere to sit, Chrissy got my attention and called me to the front with her, LaKeith, Jessica, Jacob, and Jenahra’s parents. They looked worn. As I sat, I turned around to see if WJ was here, and he was. Tiffany was holding onto him tightly as if he would disappear if she didn’t.

Straightening up, I put my phone on vibrate and answered a few text messages from the managers of the boutiques, letting them know that my father would be in this morning. He was way more rigid than I was when it came to the businesses. They would much rather deal with me than him. However, I knew nothing would be overlooked and excuses would be unacceptable. He demanded results.

After sliding my phone in my pocket, Nahra and her attorney entered the courtroom. Her hair seemed to have whitened more overnight. It was pulled back into a neat ponytail, and it hung down her back. Her eyes bore the brunt of her weariness and sorrow though. They were swollen and red, letting me know that she’d probably cried all night. When she got to her seat, she smiled softly at all of us. When her eyes met mine, I could see the longing in them. I wanted to just hold her in my arms all day… catering to her.

Not long after she sat, the bailiff came in, asking us all to rise as the judge walked in and took her seat. I was somewhat relieved to see a woman judge. Surely, she’d be able to sympathize with Jenahra’s situation. When she sat and we’d all been seated, she said, “I don’t really care to hear opening arguments or anything like that. I have all the information I need.

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