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Nevaeh Stevenson was mine; she just didn’t realize it yet

But it wasn’t like I could stake a clai years old

The next two years were going to be pure torture

Chapter 3

Braxton

Two Years Later

I kneas going to be a shit day when I heard the thunder booone off yet

Sasha lifted her head, a whine leaving her, and I sat up so I could scratch her ears My touch soothed her, and she began to relax again as she laid her head back down Within minutes, she was back asleep at the end of my bed

A soft tap onback to sleep “Yeah?” I called, and Mia stuck her head in, the light fro around her

“I’ breakfast Do you want some?”

I glanced at et up anyway “Give me five minutes, and I’ll be out”

“No rush,” she said, flipping on ot a text that this storht anyway”

And there it was—the real reason this was going to a shitty as fuck day

Mia and her cousin were flying back to California It was only for the weekend, so Nevaeh could celebrate her birthday with her family, but it reminded me that their time with me was limited

Even more so for Nevaeh