Tianni, a dedicated ER nurse who thrives in chaos, and Treyvon or as the streets know him as "Ghost", a feared gangster with a reputation that keeps most people at a distance.
When Ghost is rushed into her hospital one night with a gunshot wound, T...
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The sound of boxes being taped shut echoed through the house, movers carrying things out one by one.
Ghost stood in the middle of the living room with his arms crossed, overseeing it all.
His phone buzzed with a text from Tianni, she was at her appointment finishing up paperwork, then coming home to help sort what she could.
The knock on the door was sharp, and when Ghost opened it, Mika was standing there.
Her eyes flicked past him, scanning the chaos of cardboard boxes and furniture being shifted.
"What's all this?" she asked, brows raised.
"Movin'," Ghost replied flatly, stepping aside as Treasure ran into the room with her backpack half-zipped.
Mika's eyes narrowed.
"Movin'? To where?"
"Uptown," Ghost answered, his tone steady but firm.
"Somewhere quiet. Gated community, good schools, no drama. Tianni deserves a peaceful pregnancy, Treasure deserves stability. We need a change."
Mika stepped further inside, her arms folding tight across her chest.
"That's wild. You about to move her and my daughter into a house, and I ain't even had a real conversation with her. Only time I ever even spoke to the girl was at the hospital."
Ghost's jaw flexed.
He studied Mika for a beat, his voice calm but carrying weight when he finally spoke.
"That's on you. You the one always actin' immature whenever it come to Tianni. Every time she around, you got a chip on your shoulder. If all you gon' do is argue or throw shade, I ain't lettin' you bring that mess around her."
Mika's eyes flashed, her voice rising.
"You know exactly why I acted like that! Don't sit here like you don't. You played a major part in it. Telling me all these things about us and sleeping with me but you were playing in my face the whole time. Then you just moved on from me like I ain't mean nothin'. Like I ain't carry Treasure on my own all them years."
Ghost's stare hardened, though his tone didn't shift.
"I ain't never dismiss what you did. But don't twist it, Mika. I ain't never left you to take care of treasure on your own. You holdin' on to old shit, and now you lettin' it bleed into somethin' that don't got nothin' to do with you and me."
For a moment, Mika just stood there, her chest rising and falling fast.
Then she shook her head and dropped her voice lower.
"Besides... if Tianni gon' be living under the same roof as my daughter, I deserve a decent conversation with her. Woman to woman. Not just her sittin' in the background playin' stepmom."
