After spending years in an abusive and draining relationship, Brittany decides to dedicate all of her time attending to herself and her daughter but what she didn't expect was to meet Jazmine Johnson. 

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"It's you" She announced softly

"So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly.

"You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind.

"And that scares you?" I asked but it sounded more like a statement, nonetheless, she still gave me a small nod to confirm my words.

"What's your fear when it comes to us?" I asked softly.

"That you'll hurt me, lie, cheat, change" She replied her voice small and I could tell each word she said held a memory.

"I won't, and I know that's hard for you to believe because of past experiences but I'll prove it, we can move at whatever pace you want to,"

Riptide

I held onto her hand as we continued to walk over to the next painting, our steps halted and my eyes moved forward as I gazed at it in pure admiration. 


"Do you like it?" She asked softly as I rested my head against her shoulder, finding her presence comforting. 


"It was painted by Oscar Sanchez, his idea was to capture the beauty in death" she explained confidently and I smiled my eyes never leaving the painting as I admired her mind, she had spent the entire night explaining each painting I had requested her to or looked at for too long. 


It was crazy how fate worked since I never really saw us going this far, Nia was the one who forced me to go on our first date without her stubborn and bossy nature I would've followed my doubtful brain and cancelled. 


"Tell me more" I requested being drawn to the painting before me. 


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