𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐘

13|𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝙳𝙰𝚈𝚂

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐘
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𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓

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𝙄𝙏 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙉𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘽𝙍𝙐𝙉𝘾𝙃 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀 𝘼𝙉𝘿 Janelle stood in her full body mirror altering her outfit for the day. It was around spring time and the weather was sunny and pretty humid outside. Janelle rocked her natural fro unapologetically loud with a bare face but lash extensions and lipgloss.

Janelle took one last look in the mirror and placed some sunglasses on her head before spritzing a vanilla scented fragrence and picked up her bag proceeding to her shoe collection picking her royal blue christian dior slides.

It had been three weeks since the altercation with her father aswell as four ongoing five weeks since she'd seen Nehemiah. To say she missed him would be an understatement but Janelle couldn't be anymore greatful than she was already.

Janelle was proud of herself, she was learning self-love and the reflection of it all. Yes, she had her bad days, terrible even but staying true to herself and persevering in order to better herself was one thing many people couldn't do. Janelle journalled more, prayed more, praised more and read her Bible more, her skin radiated the happiness she was starting to feel, her happy weight gain was clearly visible, not excluding that the weight went to all the right places.

Janelle locked up her new highrise apartment, she figured that if she wanted to change, changing environments wouldn't be a bad idea but a fresh start on the right note. She respectfully changed all things that gave her remberance of the life God delivered her from.

Janelle placed her bag into the passengers seat and adjusted herself into the drivers seat connecting her phone to the bluetooth and skimmed through her playlist. Settling on 𝘕𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 by 𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘔𝘢𝘪, Janelle sped off to the mall looking forward to spending some money on herself.

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Janelle walked around the mall with many bags in hand and was still window shopping. She figured it was enough but she couldn't help but to stare at things she'd most likely come back to. Forty-five minutes went by where Janelle decided that it was enough for the day.

Walking back to her car, many men stared at her in lust as women either stared in awe or deteste, but they couldn't help but to look. Her fit and flare denim jeans hugged her behind and hips where people took notice of the pudge and slim waist, her crisp white shirt was tied into a neat bow at the front just below her belly button.

The way Janelle walked her hips naturally swayed as if she were Naomi Campbell on the runway in 2003 for Victoria Secret. Janelle smirked slightly feeling more empowered than she already was and sped out of the parking lot on her way to pick up some chinese food and head home.

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𝘍𝘐𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘙 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘗𝘛𝘌𝘙!

𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘐'𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘵.

𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘚𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.

𝘉𝘺𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴!🤍😩