If The Projects Could Talk Β©

If The Projects Could Talk Β©

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If the Projects could talk, they would have told her eons ago; that the road she had been headed down would lead to her own self destruction. They would have warned her, in light whispers that the friends she called her own would have betrayed her; that the family she kept would have abandoned her, and that the man she had found herself falling in love with; would have easily proven to be her biggest downfall. They would have told her from a young age, before she had gotten caught up in the life that no one could escape; that things don't always go according to plan, and in the projects: There are no happy endings. But sadly; the walls surrounding her everyday childhood had not, or could not utter a single word. Therefore; the woman had received no forewarning to the hell her life would soon become the moment she had been birthed, and instead she had found out the hard way, by simply: Living it. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: π‰π€ππ”π€π‘π˜ 𝟏, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏
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They say love ain't supposed to hurt. But in the streets, it never comes clean. Alani Baptiste swore she was done with hood love - done with men who only knew how to love in survival mode. She's focused now: her makeup chair, her name getting known, and her peace staying untouched. Then there's Kilo Dupree - the one who taught her what chaos feels like, what loyalty sounds like, and what heartbreak can really do to a soul. He's the neighborhood's quiet storm - one minute calm, the next one phone call away from violence. They weren't supposed to circle back. But when family, loyalty, and love get tangled up, some bonds don't stay buried. They bruise. They bleed. They come back harder. It's hood love - real, messy, passionate, and dangerous. 'Cause when you grow up on concrete, you learn early that hearts break like glass... and bleed like the block.

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