I didn’t know what to expect when Trae pulled out the cell phone and pushed play. He held it right in front of me, so I couldn’t miss a thing. I watched the session between Kyron and a Dr. Gillis. It was creepy watching Kyron being questioned and sharing his feelings about me. Goosebumps popped up on my arms. How the hell did Mari get a hold of this? As I was forced to continue to watch, I found out that part of Kyron’s court order was to see a psychiatrist, and the psychiatrist was Mar’s friend. But who does that type of shit? What type of doctor videotapes confidential sessions and gives it to her girlfriend? I got something for them bitches. I’ma make sure they both lose their jobs.

Still, each word hammered a nail into my heart. How long was I going to have to pay for my actions? Tears kept streaming down my cheeks. To make matters worse, that wasn’t all. Trae pushed another video in my face that showed me having sex with Kyron when I was drugged. That’s when I lost it. That ho ass nigga had the nerve to tape himself raping me, and my husband thought it was cool to make me relive the shit? Why? Because his ego was bruised?

“Trae, that was a rape! You know I was drugged! Why are you showing me this bullshit!”

“I don’t care. I wished I’d never seen this.”

“Well, you didn’t have to watch it. You should have destroyed the envelope like I said.”

“Tasha, I couldn’t resist; I fooled myself into thinking that I would get closure. This has fucked me all the way up.”

“What about that diary Charli sent me with all the freaky sex y’all had? How you ate that bitch out! How do you think I felt? That was fucked up!” I was yelling.

“She was lying, Tasha, so calm down.”

“Calm down? You the one pulling out videotapes and shit. You want me to go pull out that ho’s diary?

“But that didn’t mean shit, Tasha. It was business. You know that one was a fluke and the other one was business.”

“What the fuck do you mean a fluke and business? What the fuck is a fluke? How was Charli business, Trae? You gave me trichomoniasis! You got Charli Ho pregnant! That meant you went up in both of them nasty bitches raw! You claim that you was drugged. But you know I was drugged. Therefore, what the fuck are we talking about?”

“You looked like you were enjoying that shit.”

“Nigga, I was drugged! I wasn’t Tasha, your wife, you fuckin’ asshole!” I couldn’t believe his line of reasoning. “You was sober! Did you enjoy fucking those hos? I’m sure you did. You came inside them nasty ass bitches. That means you enjoyed it, muthafucka!”