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𝙁𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤, 𝘼𝙡𝙮𝙨𝙨𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙. 𝘼𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚, 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨: 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙮, 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙃𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙚'𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩. 𝙎𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙚'𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙎𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚, 𝘼𝙡𝙮𝙨𝙨𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙤𝙩. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩

"𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧' 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐁𝐨𝐰𝐥"

"I don't know this man, I don't know his friends, I don't know his type." No amount of love could replace the past. And they had a lot of that for one another-love that is. The two child hood friends had bonded early on, especially over their love of music. Where one lacked, one had. Mariah was the writer, Kentrell the performer. It's only until a high school talent show that Kentrell performs a song written by his beloved best friend, Mariah...that his career takes off. But it happens to take off without Mariah. And he had promised to take her. Promises were meant to be broken I suppose.

"𝗕𝗮𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱, 𝗜 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻." 𝐄𝐒𝐓. 𝐀𝐏𝐑 𝟐𝟔

Ꮖɾᥲᥒ | He'd tasted it all, and achieved it all. Now at an overbearing stage in life, only one thing that missed in his household, 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝. His wife couldn't bear a child. 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙. 𝘼𝙣 𝙀𝙪𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨. 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙧. 𝘼 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.

"...𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬." 𝙖 𝐧𝐛𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.

Time is of the essence, can they make it work?

𝗔𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗛𝗲𝘆, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸