“You’ll regret it.”
Leonica thought about Jamil’s words as she sat in front of her vanity mirror, taking off her make up for the day.
But no matter the number of times she thought about it, Leonica really couldn’t tell what he meant.
An obvious bluff, she thought.
He had always been a person who liked to boast, especially when he knew he believed he had a trump card or two.
Jamil, even back in high school, had been a confident one, he always acted as if he was better than everyone else, even if he wasn’t, which was the case for Leonica and as soon as he realized that, their once happy relationship went sour.
He blamed her for people looking down on him, blamed her for being to straightforward, for having better grades, family and dress sense than him.
And as their relationship got more toxic, Leonica was forced to realize that even if Jamil was a great boyfriend, his toxic and prideful side was something she couldn’t put up with.