Chapter 15

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Zonnique Jailee Pullins ~

I paced my room. Who the fuck sent me that message? More importantly, why am I not safe? I didnt have time to think about it.

I grabbed a suitcase and Anwesha's baby bag and started throwing clothes in them.

"Bahja! Breaunna!" I screamed.

They ran in the room.

"What's going on?" Bahja asked?

"We're not safe here." I said, still throwing clothes in the bags. "I need y'all to pack some bags and put them in the car."

"Why? What's going on?" Breaunna asked.

"I don't know Bre. Just trust me on this, okay?"

"Okay." They both said in unison as they both ran into their separate rooms.

I don't know what's about to go down but, I do know I gotta get the hell out of Atlanta.

And fast.

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