Page 118 of Quasim III: King Inferno

Erin laughed and took back another shot and handed the bottle to Synthia. “Where is Aimee?” Skyler asked.

“Sis is going to that race week down in Miami this weekend. Her and Zuri Cruzari are going together… the two of them got pretty cool.”

“Aim been heavy on that bike… think she gonna become a Goddess?” Skyler asked as she opened up a pill bottle and quickly popped them.

“Maybe.” I smiled. “You alright?”

Skyler looked at the pill bottle. “Well… I’ve been diagnosed with bipolar… two to be exact.”

“There’s levels to it?”

She nodded. “Apparently so. My mood swings, depressive episodes and everything else gave me clues. Not that I was bipolar, but that maybe I was still dealing with postpartum, and grieving my mother. It was deeper.”

Capri rubbed her back; I assumed she already knew. “You just got on the right medication so you can always be your best. You need to tell Corleon, though… you cannot leave him in the dark. He loves you.”

“I’m not telling him. He already is stressed when my mood is up and down with him. The last argument we got into, he literally told me to stop being crazy.”

“Technically you are, babe,” Kobe said while scrolling on his phone.

Synthia kicked him and he looked up. “What?”

“Have some decorum, Kobe.” I said.

“No, you all need to realize that she has a mental illness and while there isn’t anything wrong with that, she is receiving the help, and that is more than some people do. I feel for you, babe, but you have a man that wants to love the socks off you… stop being scared and be honest with him.”

“Who invited him?” Zoya came from the back, changed into a sweatsuit, since she had come straight from the office.

“You did, babe… cause you love me.”

She rolled her eyes. “Technically, I was talking to Synthia, and you happened to be there and heard the word jet.”

“It’s not my fault that Uncle Kobie wanna be there… them Inferno brothers don’t play. You carrying one, and you over there carrying two.”

“Yeah, I have to agree… plays no games,” Synthia chuckled.

“Anyway, I’m here for you and I know that this is a lot to take in and you have to come to peace with it first. Just don’t leave him in the dark too long… allow him to connect some pieces and support you.”

She smiled. “Thanks, Blair. I kinda feel bad about eating your food on the ride to Ashbourne yesterday.”

“Bitch!” I tossed the pillow while she laughed.

Alaia lifted my hand and looked at me. “Fingers started getting too swollen?”

“No, I left my husband.”

Everyone gasped except Capri, who continued to take slow sips while working at the same time.

“What the fuck you mean you left your husband?” Kobe screamed. “You left the kanggggg?” His dramatic ass held both sides of his face while dragging the word kang out.

“This is a joke, right?” Zoya squeezed through to sit near the window.

“Nope.”

“I know you told me things were tough, but I would have drove to Ashbourne if I knew it was that bad.”

“It’s not bad in the sense of us screaming and hollerin?—”

My phone lit up with a facetime from Elijah. “Go ahead and take your call.” Zoya told me, and I picked up the phone.

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