LAKIA
“One, two, three. Inhale and exhale,” the instructor said calmly.
I sucked in a deep breath, then let out a shaky, exaggerated breath. My eyes open to see everyone around, sitting in an Indian style position, doing the breathing technique as if their exhales wiped away all their problems. Me, I still felt a heavy weight sitting on my shoulders.
The instructor opened her eyes, smiling with pride.
She sat there, placing her palms together.
“Okay, ladies, that is it for today. Remember when you start to feel heavy, stressed, or even a bit lost, sometimes you need to take a moment for yourself and breathe,” she finished as she used her hands to demonstrate pushing air out.
Harvey stood as she did an extra stretch. She turned to me, smiling. “See, didn’t that feel amazing. Release and relax.”
She had brought me to this yoga class, saying it would help me in some way. I hadn’t told her what was going on because I didn’t fully trust her. There were things I needed to figure out first, starting with the Monfua thing.
I gave her a dry smile as we grabbed our things to leave. “You got everything ready for his party? I asked.
It was her trying to throw my brother a party after I explained he didn’t like them.
It was Harvey who thought she knew Myles better than I did.
Every time I looked at her, I tried to wrap my mind around my brother choosing her.
Harvey turned to me excitedly, “Yes, the last thing I need is dancers. I want them to be the shit. I have something special planned for Myles.”
As soon as she turned her head and walked out of the building door.
I rolled my eyes. Yoga, cheery, and fucking square.
I’d met some of the other women who were with the Zoo, and they were almost the complete opposite of any of the men characters.
I need someone around here a bit more hood.
I had gone to walk out the door when a girl bumped into me. “Excuse you,” I said to her.
She cut her eyes at me, then rolled them, continuing past like she didn’t just bump shoulders with me.
From the glance that I captured, I’d almost thought it was Asia I was seeing.
Harvey pulled up alongside the curb, and I got in.
My phone vibrated with a call from someone I had been waiting for.
A smile eased on my face before I answered. “Hello?”
“Kia, sweetheart, what are you up to?” he asked.
My eyes darted to Harvey, who was focused on the road. “Oh, nothing, just left yoga,” I tried to brag.
He chuckled. “Yoga? I see you. So, you got married? This seems sudden.”
I cleared my throat as a smirk eased on my face. “I did, what do you care?”
“I’ve always cared. Look, I have some business to attend to, but we will finish this conversation,” he paused. “Talk to you later, remember who loves you.”
I ended the call and slid my phone into my bag. I knew posting that picture would get a reaction. Harvey smiled as she turned to me. “Oo was that your husband?”
I let out a sharp breath because it wasn’t, and the feeling that had come over me with her saying that made me feel like shit.