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“Not yet. Is everything okay?”
With a smile, Faith nodded. “Everything’s good.”
“Are you sure? You don’t take the day off too quickly.”
That was true. Faith loved being an English teacher. Her students had become her children, each in their own special way.
“Yeah. It was just time for a checkup, that’s all.”
“Oh. Well, no. I don’t have any plans. I was going to just have Whitney get us a salad or something.”
“Cool. I’m on my way then.”
After quickly disconnecting the call, Faith cursed under her breath and bit down on her bottom lip. This was going to be a lot harder than she thought.
2
Sincere
Something waswrong with his wife—Sincere was sure of that. For months, she’d been distancing herself from him, and he needed to know why. He’d already asked her straight up what the problem was and she got defensive, so tonight, Sincere decided to change his approach. Sincere fixed her favorite dinner, smothered chicken, sweet potatoes, and spinach, hoping it would help him break the ice. There were a few gifts for her in their bedroom, along with the materials for a romantic bath and massage, but Sincere wasn’t going to bring out the big guns until they were able to successfully get through dinner.
At the sound of the garage lifting, Sincere quickly stood from the dining room table. He lit the two candles that were atop it and poured them both a glass of wine. Faith didn’t come in right away, giving him time to start a quiet Kem playlist. As Sincere fixed their plates, Faith made her way inside. The kitchen and dining room were to the left, their bedroom to the right.
Sincere waited, frozen, hoping she would come in his direction. It wouldn’t surprise him if she went straight to their bedroom, but he was hoping she would show him a slight glimpse of the woman he’d fallen in love with.
“What’s all this?” Faith asked sweetly, making her way into the kitchen.
As soon as Sincere’s eyes landed on his wife, he smiled. Faith was beautiful… no one would ever be able to deny that. Her rich cocoa brown skin was blemish-free and smooth. Full lips and deep-set eyes were features that first attracted Sincere to her. Never one to stick to a style for too long, Faith often kept her natural hair protected under wigs and sew-ins. Right now, she was rocking a jet-black bob with a middle part.
“I can’t fix my wife dinner?” Sincere asked, eyes lowering down her frame as she slowly made her way in his direction.
She was a few inches shorter than him at five-seven, and her body was proof of her love for both food and exercise. Faith was small and slim in her stomach and waist, but her ass and thighs were thick. Sincere would always tell her that she was perfect for him, and she would tease him and say he only loved her because of her big booty and pretty smile.
“You can, but she’s been really horrible toward you lately.”
Cupping her cheeks, Sincere’s expression softened at the sight of her eyes watering. If she cried, he would break.
“Can she tell me why?”
“Not right now.” Before Sincere could respond, Faith added, “But I will tonight. After you have dinner.”
“You’re not going to eat?” he asked as she put space between them.
“I don’t have an appetite.”
“Early dinner?” Her head shook. “You didn’t have breakfast either. What’s going on with you, Faith? And don’t tell me nothing.”
Faith’s tongue ran across her teeth. “I’ll tell you after you eat. Okay?”
Without waiting for him to reply, she headed for the dining room, gulping down her glass of wine as soon as she was seated. Sincere was hungry, but now, he no longer had an appetite. He ended up shoving his fork around his food and taking a few bites before pushing the plate forward.
“Tell me,” Sincere demanded. “Now.”
Faith released a quiet huff before almost whispering, “It’s back.”
A few seconds passed before Sincere asked, “What’s back?”
“The cancer.”
