Keep You To Myself (Unorthodox Love, #1)

by BriAnn Danae

“I’m upset that as a Black-owned organization, knowing what our Black men go through daily, we’re moving as if their lives don’t matter. As if this world hasn’t made them want to fight for their place in society for decades. As if a Black man who runs this place doesn’t know what it feels like not to have anything. So, no. I’m not just upset about him having to leave or that his housing won’t be covered. I’m pissed off because, for once in his life, Synovi felt like he could depend on somebody, and we failed him. I don’t care about him fighting or any of that because, at the end of the day, if any of you were in his shoes, you’d be fighting to keep your head above water as well.” Ms. Reid stared all of them down, daring them to utter a rebuttal, but no one made a peep. Her point was made, and her heart still ached. That was okay with her, though, because she knew standing up for the voiceless, like Synovi, would force some change to take place. She’d never feel bad about speaking up for herself or others in their absence. Integrity was foreign nowadays, and Ms. Reid would forever be the reminder that it existed.