High school can be messy, messy with heartbreak, mistakes, and moments that take your breath away. Camille and Hadley are both learning who they are-and who they want to be-while the pressures of family, fame, and the outside world threaten to pull them apart. Some bonds can't be planned, only discovered.
(Hadley reached out to touch Camille's hand, stopping her mid-sentence. "You talk about it like it's personal."
Camille blinked. "It is. It's all of us. I mean... my moms taught me that being mixed, being queer-it's all intersectional. People like me exist, because people like them fought."
Hadley studied her for a long moment, her brown eyes warm and thoughtful. Then she said something softly in French, her accent smooth and careful: "J'aimerais aller choisir une robe de bal avec toi."
Camille tilted her head, puzzled. "What?"
Hadley only smiled, half teasing, half shy. "You'll find out later.")
After leaving an abusive and mentally draining relationship Brittany decides to dedicate her life to her and her daughter Aria, but what she didn't expect was to meet Jazmine Johnson a self-made billionaire who has spent her life rebuilding her community despite the many challenges that were set in place to restrict her.
When they meet Brittany decides to dodge Jazmine like any other person, but Jazmine's persistent nature makes it hard to do so leaving them to begin something that would change their lives forever.
This union comes with many trials as their pasts, presents and futures intertwine weighing on their already present problems, as Brittany deals with her trust issues concerning Jazmine as well as her ability to be vulnerable, and Jazmine battles with the effects of the seeds she has planted.
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"It's you" She announced softly
"So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly.
"You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind.
"And that scares you?" I asked but it sounded more like a statement, nonetheless, she still gave me a small nod to confirm my words.
"What's your fear when it comes to us?" I asked softly.
"That you'll hurt me, lie, cheat, change" She replied her voice small and I could tell each word she said held a memory.
"I won't, and I know that's hard for you to believe because of past experiences but I'll prove it, we can move at whatever pace you want to,"