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Once you showed him your true colors, he painted his own picture with them.
Sliding in some pussy while being broke and on a mission to live a better life wasn’t on his agenda.
Ms. Reid knew how it felt to only have a few dollars to her name and struggle to make it.
She knew what the other side of hard work, prayer, faith, and discipline looked like.
Being prideful will get you nowhere, and you have places to be.
“No one would. That’s why when people have good things, they hold on to them.”
“One who’s trying his best and just needed a little push? One who is making a way even when it probably seems like there isn’t one. Don’t play with me and speak down on yourself. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“No, Synovi. Sometimes, God places the right people in your life at a time you need them the most.”
When you finally get something of value worth keeping, obtaining it is no longer the hard part—keeping it is.
From my lips to God’s ears. Watch and see.”
She sent a boat with a life jacket to save her man from drowning in the same waters that kept trying to take him under. Torin wasn’t letting this world wash away Synovi’s existence if she had any say so. It needed his light, even when all he saw was darkness.
Her heart ached for him like an old wound on a rainy day. No matter how long ago the scar had healed, on those gloomy days of downpours, it’d remind you it was still there. In Synovi’s case, he was the wound that wouldn’t heal completely, forcing Ms. Reid to hate rainy days.
I forgive you for all those times you weren’t there. Physically and mentally. You were battling against something much stronger than I ever knew.”
Good shit be happening to good people. Sometimes it just takes a lil’ minute to reach you.
Trauma doesn’t heal itself overnight.
“Shit gets chaotic with me sometimes. You sure that’s what you wanna do?”
