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I sucked in slow deep breaths with my eyes closed as I did my best to calm my nerves. The day had finally come for me and Noah’s wedding ceremony and I was nervous as hell. “Bitch, the man is your husband already, why are you even tripping?” Talayah fussed.
exactly!
“But now Noah is because he gets to spend the rest of his life with you, our most perfect creation. Lu and I always knew you would grow into a beautiful, amazing woman, but you’ve exceeded my expectations, baby. You’re so smart, strong-willed, ambitious, and you work harder than anyone I know. I guess Lu, Noah, and I are all the lucky ones.”
bro i love her family so much 🥹
Jacqueline Gault? Who the hell is that? It felt like I was there for ages trying to figure out who the woman listed on my birth certificate as my mother was.
wait you mean to tell me that brenda bitch ain’t his mother? i don’t know whether to be mad or grateful
“What’s wrong with me? I’ll tell you what the fuck is wrong with me! I have a lying ass, cheating ass husband, who fell in love with not one but two of his whores. That’s right, he not only fell for that slut of a woman who gave birth to you, but he fell for the little, young, scandalous hoe you called yourself being in love with when you were younger.” Meka. “So that’s why I can’t stand you! I killed Jackie thinking that would get rid of all of my problems but imagine, to my surprise, this man shows up at my house with a carrier and a new baby asking me to raise it.” She chuckled. “He wanted
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not she murdered noah’s mother? NAH SHE GOTTA DIE
I heard my name again from a different voice. It was so light, pure, and gentle. It wasn’t my mother. I had no clue what her voice sounded like, but not only that, the voice belonged to a man. It encouraged me to let her go and to let it go, so I did.
his moms talking to him through the afterlife
“I-I needed to see you boys.” He looked between Solomon and Noah. “Y-your mother’s been hurt and I saw on the news you were here. Congratulations, by the way.” The frown on my husband’s face deepened. “Aight, I’m gon’ ask you again, what are you doing here, Bishop?” “Your mother’s been hurt,” he replied sadly and dropped his head. “She’s on life support and…”
maaaaan let that bitch croak and die
