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📍St. Catherine, Jamaica

📅Thursday| August 31|

On the final day of August, I felt a rush of excitement and anticipation. Raheem had to leave for 'business' abroad, and the unexpected shift in our relationship left me feeling elated. The way he looked at me and treated me filled me with a comforting happiness that I hadn't experienced in a while. We had shared laughter, secrets, and moments of vulnerability after having sex that night. I believed this could be the beginning of something wonderful, and the mere thought of it made my heart skip a beat. He had reassured me that he'd be back soon, and I couldn't wait to see him. Despite the happiness I found in my personal life, the problem with my sister still remained. I couldn't ignore her actions and I had promised myself that I would regain what belonged to me.

With a deep breath, I chose to contact my mother. Our conversations had become tense, particularly when it came to my issues with Chin. I understood that she was extremely concerned about the situation and she pleaded with me to think twice before taking any extreme actions against my sister.

"Arielle, please, yuh nuh see seh yuh sister frightened already?" mom's voice trembled with concern.

"Dat nah nothing fi do wid mi eno cause shi neva frighten when shi did a thief from mi," I answered as I finished changing Mikaela's diaper.

"Bunny mi raise yuh betta dan this... mi raise you, Zidane and Chin fi stick together and love unu one anada.. how yuh fi waan harm yuh baby sista ova likkle money?"

I paused for a second looking at the phone and wondering if I was hearing right. "Mum, mi know yuh did hear when di likkle dutty gyal come seh a muss mi do sumn mek har daddy touch mi... wah kinda sympathy yuh waan mi have fi har? Nuh mek mi affi disrespect yuh eno mums cause right now a fuckery yah talk a my ears," I replied.

"Arielle how yuh suh fucking stubborn? Yuh know mi nah siddung mek yuh do har nothing right? A mi pickney and mi ago defend har," she stated.

"And mi a yuh wah? A neva you push mi out?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yes yah mi pickney to dats why mi a try resolve di issue."

"A weh di bomb- look yah nuh, she has until 10 PM tonight to get that money back into my account. Afta dat, mi nuh responsible fi nothing weh happen to har."

As I hung up the phone, my mother's desperate requests echoed in my mind. Despite the guilt that crept in at hearing my mother cry, I remained resolute in my decision. Chin's wrongdoing could not be ignored, and I was determined to follow through.

To refresh my thoughts, I made the choice to go to the beach. I called Joshua, inviting him to join me with Regina and the kids. I was in need of a joyful and sunny day because I have a feeling there will be dark days ahead. Joshua happily accepted and offered to come and pick me up, which made me feel thankful. We planned to gather at Fort Clarence Beach.

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