"Tis the season to be jolly," they said, but all I got for the rest of the twelve days of Christmas was heartbreak. The only thing that makes my heartbreak worse is having to accompany my best friend Dora to her stupid party.Dora and I are polar opposites; unlike me, she didn't believe in true love, so she just had her heart broken once. She always warned me, but I always messed up, and I always came crawling back to her. I guess this was the final straw, and I needed it.I was fed up, and I had spent the previous three days sulking in bed, contemplating the best way to get back on my feet. I have to give it to her; either I'm done with men or I'm going to the streets. But who am I kidding? The streets aren't for me; I'm a lover girl who will most likely be crushed by love or something she believes to be love."Isa, hurry up; he'll be here shortly!" I hear Dora's voice in the hallway as she walks down to the room where I was staying. She agreed to let me live with her for the new yea

Isabella:"Dora I'm not sure I want this job anymore "I told Dora as I looked in the mirror at my skirt and how they hugged my curves."Mmhh..." she says, checking her phone.What bothered me the most was that she wasn't even listening to me. Since last week, she had been obsessed with speaking with Hudson. Perhaps she was falling for him."Isn't that Hudson? Someone is madly in love, "I made a joke. She rolled her eyes and threw away her phone.She immediately got out of bed and walked over to me. She then stroked my hair and tucked a strand behind my ear."You are stunning, and working for Langston will elevate your life. Fuck your ex and get your life back," as she spoke, a smile crept up my lips."I mean, what do they say again? Niggas are not shit "She said to me, and I chuckled a little before pulling her into a hug.She was the best.As soon as someone honked on the driveway, I pulled away from the hug."Must be the chauffeur," she said as she grabbed my hand and dragged me down