Telling my black business

Telling my black business

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Telling my family stories because I don't have any friends 😭
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Six of us. Six hearts. Six stories tangled together since high school - until one fight blew everything apart and sent me running out of Florida like the whole state was on fire. I'm Nala. I left without a goodbye. They stayed behind with the pieces. Now I'm back. Not because I wanted to be. Not because I'm ready to face them. But because my mama died, and her last wish was for me to find peace. So I came home... to the same streets, the same heat, and the same five people I once loved too hard to admit. Solo. Tyresse. Demonte. Money. Kiora. We used to move like one unit - too close, too warm, too dangerous for high school. Then everything snapped, and I disappeared. Years later, we're older. Colder. Different. But the bond? It never died. Now that I'm back in FL, all the feelings we buried start rising again - slow, messy, and impossible to ignore. Six of us, pulled back together by fate, pain, and the kind of love that never really left. This time... we either heal what broke us or break all over again

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