Nia is now a grown woman. A cold one. While she's trying to protect her heart, one guy will attempt to eat away at the wall she has built.
An ode to Black mental health and self care.
Read Soft & Strength (in this order) first.
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"Mommy, mommy! Wake up! It's our birthday!"
I could feel a little human touching my face, but I just wanted a few more minutes of sleep.
"Mommyyyyy! Wake uuuppp!" I opened my eyes to see Harper staring at me with those big, beautiful brown eyes she'd inherited from yours truly.
Harper Nova Martin was our first born that I lucked up to have given birth to on my birthday. I was happy to know that I'd carried her full term and she came out looking just like me.
