"𝐌𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐮𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐮𝐲, 𝐘𝐮𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐡 𝐟𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐲𝐮𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐢 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞."

"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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The worst is yet to come.

𝙄𝙣 𝙖 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙪𝙥 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮. 𝙁𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙨 𝙆𝙮𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙏𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨, 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙢. 𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠 #1 𝒊𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒏 #2 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧 #7 𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜

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