Zya marveled at the breakfast before her. It was a wonderful assortment of fresh fruits and hot breakfast items.
"Wow."
A few tears glazed her eyes. She'd never been spoiled or pampered the way PK did. She appreciated him, because he turned her life from shit to sugar in just a couple weeks. But she also wanted more. She pondered about Amber, her adoptive mother. She thought about Ania & her unsolved murder. She even grazed over the thought of Lexi's words that day in the condo. Was PK really Ania's killer? Was she sleeping with Satan for her own gain? At that moment, she thought back to the woman at Angel's. She saw so much of herself, in a stranger. Zya thought about the first conversation she had with PK.
"I run a brothel, not a daycare..."
The fresh pineapple slid from her fingers first. Everything seemed to be coming full circle & PK was right in the middle of it all. She collapsed back into the plush pillows and closed her eyes. So many thoughts were running through her mind. She knew she would have to get to the bottom of everything. She also knew today was her day and she had no intentions of laying her problems on the table the day of her birth. As quick as bullshit clouded her mind, she ate even quicker. Tears slipped from her eyes and onto the pancakes in front of her. She needed answers, and she was determined to get them.
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Zya's Knight (COMPLETED)
General FictionZya Finley was introduced to the streets long before she entered the world. A drug addicted mother & a abusive father landed infant Zya into the hands of The State of Michigan. But with her irresponsibility, came a world surrounded by sex, drugs and...
