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TARAJI
It was impossible not to feel the static in the room. The energy flowing between me, Fantasia, and Kennedy was tainted with tension, hatred, and lust all wrapped up into one. None of us are innocent in this. All three of us are to blame. The only victim is Sarai, and the poor girl looks so confused right now. I should have never had sex with a married woman, but now knowing that she's Sarai's adoptive mom, I regret it even more. I was going to do it again with Fantasia. It doesn't matter that I stopped it from happening. All that matters is that I got into her car with her with the intentions of screwing her in her bed that she shares with Kennedy. I can't fuck up any more than I already have. There's no room left for me to do wrong. All I can do is the next right thing, and that's trying to protect Sarai's heart while still exposing her to as much of the twisted truth as Fantasia and Kennedy will allow. Even though I'm her mother and I'm not going anywhere now that I've found her, I still respect the two of them as the women who raised Sarai. Whether I respect their marriage or not is a different story for a different time. Is it possible to wreck a home that's already broken? I don't know how I can crave Fantasia and resent her at the same time. There is no way for me to walk away from this situation unscathed, but that doesn't mean that my daughter has to suffer.
Sarai: What's going on here? Momma, what were you trying to tell me?
Kennedy: Sarai, baby, why don't you let me take you upstairs to your room and-
Sarai: No, I'm not going anywhere mom. Whatever you have to say, you can say it right here. What is wrong with you guys? You're all acting weird. What are you hiding from me?
I could sense Sarai getting more and more frustrated, and honestly my heart was breaking for her because she had no idea how her world was about to get turned upside down, but she was going to find out. I wouldn't blame her if she never spoke to any of us ever again.
Fantasia: You're getting older Sarai, growing into a woman, which means that we can't keep shielding you from heartache, no matter how badly we want to. Our family is about to face some big changes, and it's going to be difficult, but I want you to be ready for those changes.
Sarai: What changes? Like you said, I'm getting older, so please stop beating around the bush and tell me what it is that you want to tell me. You guys are killing me.
I winced as if I was in pain, because of the simple fact that she didn't know what she was truly asking for. It's too late to try and put the lid back down on Pandora's box. I placed my hand on Sarai's shoulder, offering her the only comfort that I could at the moment as her entire world was getting ready to come crashing down.
Kennedy: Your momma and I are separating, and I think it's safe to say that we're getting a divorce.
Sarai's wordless reaction was a mix of pain, confusion, anger, and disbelief. I could see it all in her eyes. She's like me; her eyes say what her mouth won't. I almost didn't want to look at her. It was like watching a little puppy get kicked over and over again. I held my breath and anxiously waited for Fantasia to expose me for fucking Kennedy. Sarai is going to hate me. I literally just got her back and now I might lose her again. I have nobody to blame but myself.
