Turkey, Dressing, & Triflin’ B’s: He Came for the Mac & Cheese, Left with Chlamydia

Marcus (His POV): I showed up to Thanksgiving for the mac and cheese. Left with an STI and my cousin blaming me for “ruining the vibe.” Now I’m the family cautionary tale, all because I couldn’t keep my hands off Keisha, the one girl who knows exactly how to break me. She’s messy. Unapologetic. Toxic as hell. But I can’t stop wanting her. And when she says she still loves me… I start to wonder if maybe this chaos was always home.

Tasha (Her POV): Keisha used to be my best friend. Until she fucked my man… Then my cousin. Now she’s back in his bed, wrapped in silk and sin, and somehow I’m the villain for calling it like it is. But I’m done bleeding for people who won’t even apologize. So when I pull up to her place and catch them playing house? I don’t cry. I don’t scream. I walk away. Free. Because this isn’t just a story about betrayal. It’s about who rises from the ashes, burned, but still glowing.