𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 (𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐)

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Its my votes going down for me. I feel so unloved now sigh.

𝙰𝚁𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙸 𝙽𝙴'𝚉𝙸𝙰𝙷 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁
𝙱𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙻𝚈𝙽, 𝙽𝚈

Armani smiled as she loaded her clients car with 6 different paintings she had been working on for the past month or two. The client was a high class businessman whose assistant messaged her on Instagram insisting that she be the one to paint the art for his multimillionaire home. She had worked hard every day after dropping Savior off at his grandpa's and Raseem at school, and still managed to bring money in from her job. She hadn't told her job that she was pregnant yet again and didn't plan to until she was showing.

For being only 23, she was doing extremely well tackling all the things life has thrown at her. She strongly believed that she was getting the hang of being a mother to two boys and a baby on the way and setting a good example. She had plans to visit the old church she used to volunteer at one of the days she was off, and was actually going to head there but she had to go in to work for a couple of hours to give shots to the kids and babies who were scheduled with her.

She waved goodbye to her client after he handed her the check that said a whopping $10,000 and went back inside. She had worked very hard after her client insisted on a much larger canvas for each painting and made sure to let them know it'd cost somewhere around $1,600 due to her being rushed and having to cancel many plans. Her client made no arguments with the pricing and now here she was with $10,000 in hand for doing what she loved.

She looked back at her phone at her most favorite paintings she had done and smiled widely proud with her work.