K'tanya Demonstar

It had gone on long enough. K’tanya had known this for a while, but she had turned a blind eye to that fact, not wanting to admit it was over. However she had spent quite a bit of time thinking about it while trying to relax in her tropical paradise.

She still loved him, in her own way. However as much as it hurt she needed to face the fact that he just didn’t feel the same, and nothing she did was going to change that simple truth.

It was time to talk Aidan, and then finally let him go.

K’tanya walks into the kitchen while Aidan, who’s been so grouchy lately for some reason, is making breakfast. She moves closer, oblivious to the glare he bestows upon her. “Baby, do you think I could redecorate my rooms?”

“No, and don’t call me baby. I’m not your baby and I’m never going to be your baby.”

Whatever. “Please?”

“No.”

“Pretty please?”

“No!”

“Pretty please with strawberries on top?”

“NO!”

“I’ll work much faster if I’m in a happy environment, Aidan.”

There’s a long pause before he finally sighs. “Fine, but don’t go overboard.”

“I promise.”

She considers it another victory.