Tropical Love LIfe (Microfiction)

Living on the islands, couple of relationships, couple of bonds. Little did the young king know his bond was coming to an end. Kayla. Things shouldn’t have to come this way, but you made that decision for him. From the late-night outings, phone ringing while we are sleep in the middle of the night, dudes flirting on the phone, it had to stop. Someone you thought you had full trust in never had full trust in you. Having fun on the jet skis, sniffing the palm trees, but the only one that’s loyal on this trip was the young king, in fact Michaël was a key factor within the situation. As things started to reveal themselves, you were not the person you claim to be as Michaël told me while we’re at dinner. Landing back in the windy city in Chicago, waiting for his new thing to come link him. Blocking all communication from the only person that he thought he could trust. Leaving Kayla in a daze, seeking for answers. Then began to scatter and watch his every move in order to get in touch with the young king’s presence.