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Chapters (43)
  1. WAHIDA CLARK PRESENTS:
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  29. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  30. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  31. Chapter Thirty
  32. Chapter Thirty-One
  33. Chapter Thirty-Two
  34. Chapter Thirty-Three
  35. Chapter Thirty-Four
  36. Chapter Thirty-Five
  37. Chapter Thirty-Six
  38. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  39. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  40. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  41. Chapter Forty
  42. Chapter Forty-One
  43. Wahida Clark on Mental and Behavioral Health

“I thought you didn’t want to wake the baby.” I held her tighter. “I’ma tell you this once: chill the fuck out and hear me out. If y’all can’t get y’all shit together, I’m walking on both of y’all. Nina, you know my situation and history with Kyra. Now, I’m trying to be a father to my children and a husband to the both of y’all. So, what the fuck do you want to do? You going to rock with me or do I gotta pay child support every month?”

“I curse the day I met you, and that dead bitch of yours.” Nina said in a calm voice. “Get the hell out of my house!”

I decided to act as if she didn’t just say that; I put her down and then turned and walked away. I wasn’t going anywhere, not just yet. I was looking forward to spending some time with the kids and my new baby son before I made my way back to the East Coast.

Chapter Two

Saturday morning

KAYLIN

I decided to enjoy the fruits of my labor before I prepared myself for the baby shower Angel had been planning; she was going all out for her girls. I stood admiring the view from my 23rd floor window inside of my plush, corner office at Game Over Records. I had locked the door and rolled a blunt just to get a little peace and quiet for a few minutes. This was how I cleared my head and enjoyed some time being still. Our team was celebrating a profitable 2nd quarter, and I was celebrating and showing gratefulness for having dodged the Mr. Li bullet. The previous quarter suffered because I was busy putting out the Li Organization fires. Matters that could have easily resulted in my death as well as Trae’s. We weren’t a hundred percent out of danger, but at least the Li situation was contained, and I could breathe easy for a few.