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IM BACKKK🤪🩷 I MISSED YALL SO MUCHHH😩💔
First of all... it's so crazy how this story is already at 70k reads?!! and were only 30 chapters in?! 🥹 I love y'all fr. 🫶🏾
Now let's get into this tea☕️👀
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"Look Solàna.. please don't freak out on a nigga. I can explain everything to you.."
Solàna sat at the edge of her bed with dry tear stains on her face. She kept blinking her eyes trying to make sure that she wasn't dreaming at all, and that this moment she was currently living in was in fact real.
Her own brother, Keyanta, the one that she thought was dead for over a year now was literally standing right in front of her, very much alive and well. None of this made any sense at all.
"Y-your alive?"
She pointed.
"Yes Nana.. I am alive."
He spoke softly.
"Solàna? Keyanta?"
Bernice's voice could be heard. She knocked on the room door before opening it. Both Bernice and Meg came in, their eyes quickly landing on Solàna.
"Oh gosh honey, you look like you're about to pass out."
Bernice pointed. She made her way right over to Solàna, placing her hand onto her forehead.
"Should I get her some water?"
Keyanta questioned.
"How about a warm wet towel-"
"N-no.. no I don't need any of that."
Solàna stammered out. She just wafted Bernice's hand away from her before getting up from the bed.
"I want somebody to explain to me what the fuck is going on right now."
Solàna angrily spoke.
Bernice just made eye contact with Keyanta as silence filled the room. Meg shook her head, crossing her arms against her chest. Solàna kept her focus on Keyanta, still not believing that her own brother was standing right here.
