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Layers and levels of doubt crowded Kirsten\u2019s mind, and she hesitated even more. There was nothing worse than disappointment, and Kirsten had had more than her share. She didn\u2019t want to be let down again. Kirsten didn\u2019t know if her heart could take another failing. She thought about stopping, halting the search altogether because she was afraid. Kirsten was afraid.<\/p>\n

The tears she fought to suppress broke through, spilling onto Kirsten\u2019s cheeks and leaving a trail that was erased by the next tears that fell. Giving up would be easy, and Kirsten sat there and contemplated doing just that for a while. And then the feeling of absence registered in her soul. She\u2019d been robbed of so much for so long. She hadn\u2019t even been given a chance to prove that she could be a mother. That opportunity was circumvented by those who thought they knew better, those who thought they could do better.<\/p>\n

That chance was stolen by people who thought they were better than she was. Apprehension slowly began to be replaced with anger. They had no right, any of them, to take what belonged to me, Kirsten contemplated. This time when she reached for her coffee cup, Kirsten\u2019s hand was much steadier. Even though the coffee was lukewarm, Kirsten drank it down quickly, bolstering her energy level again.<\/p>\n

Without further thought and without even more hesitation, she set the cup down and hit the search button. Kirsten didn\u2019t immediately look at the screen. She couldn\u2019t. She was anxious and nervous, trying not to be hopeful but desperate to connect to what was lost. The complex emotions she experienced caused Kirsten\u2019s heart to fall from her chest into the pit of her belly as she dared to see what, if anything, was revealed.<\/p>\n

Kirsten allowed her eyes to finally focus on the screen. She froze. They were there, the distinguished Mr. and Mrs. Black, as described in multiple photographs. Thieves. Kirsten simmered. She scanned the pictures, some quickly, some more slowly, trying to glean as much as she could from what she saw. And then Kirsten\u2019s eyes widened, and she froze. She leaned in and froze again, her heart failing to beat.<\/p>\n

It couldn\u2019t be, could it? Kirsten\u2019s eyes dropped to the caption underneath the picture. Warren and Vivian Black with their daughter, Nicole. \u201cNicole,\u201d Kirsten breathed. \u201cThat\u2019s such a pretty name.\u201d Kirsten clicked the picture, trying to make it as big as the screen so she could see who she knew to be her daughter.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s so beautiful, oh my God, she\u2019s beautiful,\u201d Kirsten cried. She allowed herself that cry and didn\u2019t do anything to try and hold it back as she stared at her daughter. Kirsten could see so much of herself in Nicole\u2019s young face. She could see the father, too. Nicole was the perfect combination of the best parts of who they were encapsulated in one beautiful little girl.<\/p>\n

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Note from the Publisher: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead or references to locations, persons, events, or locations is purely coincidental. The characters, circumstances, and events are imaginative and not intended to reflect actual events. Darling Nicki: Princess of Mafia St. Clair Copyright 2021 Celeste Granger All Rights Reserved and Proprietary. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or format without written permission from Publisher. Send all requests via email to thecelestegranger@yahoo.com Printed in the United States of America Want to be in the know?<\/p>\n

Subscribe to my newsletter to be a part of Celeste Granger’s Black on Black Love Fest! https:\/\/landing.mailerlite.com\/webforms\/landing\/k2e1j4 Follow me on Facebook @ https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/TheCelesteGranger\/ Want to join my reading group, Reading with Celeste? Follow the link: https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/groups\/1943300475969127\/ OceanofPDF.com Contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Acknowledgment I am always grateful when I have an opportunity to share what\u2019s going on in my head with my reading family.<\/p>\n

I am forever grateful for those willing to read with me and enjoy the stories I\u2019ve created. I am grateful to the Creator for allowing me such tremendous opportunities, and I will never take them for granted. I appreciate everyone who reads with me. I must also say a heartfelt thank you to my support team \u2013 my graphic designers, editors, Alpha readers, and street team. They are more than just ancillary to the process.<\/p>\n

They are essential, and I can\u2019t do this without their unwavering support. Last but certainly not least, I have to thank my family and friends who pray for me, lift me up, challenge me and continue to encourage me. This would be so much harder without you. Dedication Family is everything, even when it’s difficult to know where it beings and where it ends. Chapter One It was hard for her to breathe as she stared up, past the fluorescent light to the blandly colored ceiling. Her belly was so swollen to the point of almost bursting.<\/p>\n

That\u2019s how she felt like her body was bursting, being torn apart from the inside out.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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