“Yah can’t ignore meh forever.”

Marley said, carrying the basket of clothes on his head.

“Yuh still tink I cheated?”

He asked, tiling his head and walking in front of you. His dreads swayed as he moved. His Jamaican accent ringing in your ears.

He was your ex boyfriend since two weeks ago. Your parents were friends, and sent you to do chores together. He was very sweet.

So could you, so when you caught him holding another girls wrist, in public? It was all hell breaking loose.