❝𝖲𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗓𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨'𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖨 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝖨 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗓𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖾𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖾 𝖵𝗈𝗂𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋❞

......𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘵

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"Cain, if you can't leave the streets for me and our baby, then me and you, we're done." I pointed between the two of us as tears streamed down my face and he bit his lip, looking down at the floor before he looked back up into my eyes. "Aight." "Shit over then, babygirl."

"Halima just called me." She spoke up, talking about my sister. "She said your mom wanted to talk to me." "Oh yeah.." I trailed off, thinking about what my brother had just told me. "She wun' see you and Mya." I told her, already knowing what it was my mama wanted from her. "Yeah, I know. We just talked." She spoke surely as I licked my lips slowly, waiting for what she was going to say next. I already knew she wasn't feeling it. "It's just-" "I don't want to go down there and you-" She started but stopped as I waited for her to speak. "-you get involved with them again." She spoke truthfully, saying shit that I already knew she would. I already knew she was gone bring that shit up. She always do. "I don't trust Delante or any of your stupid ass friends because they are only interested in taking you backwards, Cain." "And I'm not going for that again." "I'm not." She spoke seriously and I sighed deeply, really used to hearing this shit already. "We're at a better place in our lives and I'm not playing those street games anymore."

Ruffian 3 (The Trilogy)

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