The One She Hated

Chapter one,

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I want to start this book off by thanking everyone for their love and support last chapter of TOSL.

Unfortunately, my mom ended up passing away the day before I was supposed to put this book out.

You guys know I would never go this long without giving you an update on what's going on. I appreciate the concern and the messages throughout the past month.

I almost said fuck everything but I knew my mom wouldn't want me to just give up on shit that I love, so here we are.

Updates for this book will be slow in the meantime as I continue to adjust with my whole living situation. So, please bare with me guys.

Without further ado, let's continue with the chapter.

Enjoy - Wynnie 💙

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Andrea stood at the entrance way of the living room, her arms folded under her chest. She watched Asanté as he slept on the couch. It was good to watch her nephew finally get some rest as he hadn't been able to for the last few months.

However, even in his sleep, she can tell he was still disturbed. Since he appeared at her front door six months ago, Andrea has done everything she could to help him recover and heal.

When he first arrived, he was closed off—as she would expect him to be. It nearly brought her to tears laying her eyes on Asanté, he looked like her sister. From the dark, round eyes down to the mannerisms.

It was like her sister had completely left a part of her in the world—which she did. Andrea always dreamed of the day she was able to meet her nephew, she hoped to when her sister broke the news that she was pregnant.

However, after a falling out just weeks after the announcement, Andrea's dream was short lived and her life would soon shatter. She would later carry guilt and regret, the thoughts of what could've been if only she had apologized to her sister.

Andrea now carried the burden of their last argument, wishing that somehow she could tell her sister how selfish she acted.

Shortly after her sister's death, Andrea and her family reached out to arrange some sort of compromise for the custody of Asanté. Unfortunately, the family was met with unpleasantry, Donald cursing the family for the way they treated Monique.