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Chapter 147

Author: Crystal hart
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-09 19:17:44

The room was elegant—modern but softened with feminine touches. Soft lamplight cast a golden glow across white satin curtains and a plush mauve carpet. A custom crib stood near the wall, rocking gently as the baby slept peacefully inside, wrapped in lilac swaddles.

Across the room, Imani reclined on a velvet chaise lounge, legs draped in a champagne-colored silk robe, feet bare, toes freshly painted. Her hair was wrapped in a sleek satin turban, and her skin glowed under the soft light.

The TV on the wall played silently, looping the viral hospital footage. Imani—stepping out alone, baby in hand, head held high. Zoomed shots of her sunglasses, her shawl, her silence.

The captions beneath the clips said it all:

#WhereIsRegan

#DesertedAfterDelivery

#KareemScandalUnfolds

She held the remote in one hand and stared, not blinking. Her reflection faintly merged with her televised self. Her expression—oddly unreadable.

IMANI (softly)

So dramatic.

Like a scene from a sad movie I never signed u
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