Onika, a single mother, is desperate to find a cure for her daughter's mysterious illness. Just as hope fades, she meets Dr. Beyoncé Knowles, a determined doctor who refuses to give up.
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Onika Maraj Houston, TX October 6, 2026
I woke up to my alarm going off, groaning as I reached over to silence it. I glanced at the time—5:30. Ugh, too early. I looked over, and there was Beyoncé, still sound asleep.
I smiled a little, then quickly remembered I had to get up for class and get the kids ready for school. The twins were going to her mom's today, which gave me a little relief, but we're putting them in daycare next year, and I was already nervous about it.
I mean, I can't just trust anyone with my babies. I'm definitely doing a full investigation into the daycare before I let them step foot in there.
I got out of bed and headed to the shower, letting the hot water wake me up. As I washed, I started thinking about the kids.
Three.
I really have three kids, and somehow, I'm still thinking about wanting more. Maybe two more? I missed the baby stage so much—those little hands, the tiny cries.
The twins are already so big, so bossy now, and let's be honest, a little chunky. But it's cute.
The thought of having another baby made me smile. Maybe it's just the idea of the chaos, or maybe I just love having a big family.
Either way, I knew I wasn't done yet.
Once I finished brushing my teeth and washing my face, I wrapped myself in my robe and headed to the twins' room. I opened the door slowly, and Raiya was already peeking up, rubbing her little eyes.
She whined, "Mom-mee," and I couldn't help but smile as I walked over to her, picking her up and covering her warm, chubby cheeks in kisses.
Her curls were all over the place, making her look even cuter.
"Good morning, mamas," I said softly.
I placed her down on the changing table, grabbing wipes and a fresh diaper.
As soon as I started, Raiya whined, "Cup," so I went to her crib, grabbed her cup, and handed it to her.
She clutched it, drinking while I changed her. Once I was done, I put her down, and she just stood there, sipping on her milk.
Then, I went over to Romi. I gently nudged her awake, but true to form, her dramatic self started crying immediately.
I sighed softly, "I'm sorry, baby," and picked her up, placing her on the changing table.
Raiya bossy ass said, "Shh," to Romi, which made me laugh.
"Are you telling sissy to hush?" I asked, smiling at Raiya as I continued changing Romi.
When I was done, I put Romi down, still whining, and turned to see Raiya hugging her sister and offering her some of her milk. Romi moved her head away, still fussing.
