"What's wrong with you?" She asked making me shrug. "Your sick Ai'janie!" She yelled before storming out the room mi know.

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Looking beside me Ahjahnae wondering how I got so lucky, to have her as mine. I never thought I'd fall so deeply especially how we started off but I can't see myself without her "Weh yah think bout so?" Jahnae turn to face me "how much mi love yuh" she blush at my words "yuh been love mi" "mi a seh like wen we just started off talking mi nah think mi world would be onky about you" "Mi life a just you alone" "a one bad ting dat?" I shake my hand stretching out my hand for her to take it I bring her closer to kissing her lips slowly, engulfing in the moment "Love yuh eno" she bites her lips "I love you more" "nah mi love you way more" "yeah?" "Like di moon and stars inna di sky mi baby" She looks up "well a daytime so mi guess yuh nuh love mi right now" "but fi stars dem no just appear at night mama dem just shine brighter then" "Yuh fulla lyrics so" I laugh at her words she turns leaning her back against my chest I close my eyes enjoying this feeling A shop close starts playing Jah cure and I could only sing the words to the song. "She ain't looking for no diamond ain't looking for no gold just somebody to love" she leans back looking up at me I kiss her forehead "You never do it coming and the next thing you know...unconditional love" "unconditional love" she repeats "yah" before she could say anything the rain started falling she laughs running towards the car with me behind her

Kiella Chasity Whyte, 26, survived a horrific tragedy as an infant when her parents were killed by unknown attackers while she remained in the vehicle, escaping unharmed. She was taken in and raised by her father's wife, who provided care, support, and guidance through her education. Motivated by her past and her passion for truth, Kiella grew into a driven investigative journalist. Aizen Valentino Kestrel, a notorious 22-year-old drug dealer, grew up with as normal a life as his mother, a former surgeon, and his father, a retired contract killer, could provide. Yet despite their efforts, he gravitated into the very life his father once led, and tried to shield him from. Unlike his father, who was led astray by friends, Aizen chose this path himself, and there's no way in hell he's leaving it. When their worlds unexpectedly collide, neither Kiella nor Aizen anticipates the impact they will have on each other. A single encounter draws them into a connection that defies logic, blurs lines, and challenges everything they believe in, forcing them to decide whether what's growing between them will become their greatest strength or ultimately lead to their undoing.

Mi really affi ask mi self, why me one so salt? Is like mi mada bathe mi inna salt from birth tpc. "Kazhier!" My sister shouted pulling me from my thoughts. Oh right we were here, she deh cuss while mi a wonder why me so salt. "Mi done wid yuh." She said before walking away. I was done with her hours ago she just deh here a send up har pressure. "Yuh wah mi send yuh guh States?" My brother in law asked making me nod. Anything weh fi get from this f-upped place.

"Yuh love mi, Niyah?" He doesn't blink when he asks. His eyes hold hers steady, not playful, not teasing. Serious. Like the answer matters more than he's willing to admit. "Love yuh more than how mi probably love mi self." The confession leaves her soft but sure. And it's the truth. The love they share isn't built on convenience. It's built on history. On knowing each other's worst moods. On arguments that didn't end in walking away. ........ -dhxnleeee🤍'!

Two mad people..pt.2