Venessa’s POV
I had a complete mental breakdown in the early hours of the morning, and I honestly couldn’t tell you when my feet carried me to Rayon’s door. One moment I was drowning in my thoughts, the next I was standing there, hollow and shaking. It shouldn’t hurt. I shouldn’t feel anything about Jalisa’s pregnancy but I did. I felt it deeply. I knew the child wasn’t Denzel’s, yet the knowledge didn’t soften the blow. If anything, it made the ache sharper, more confusing.
This pregnancy had surfaced earlier than it had in the past. Something had shifted subtly, dangerously and I couldn’t name it. What unsettled me most was that I still hadn’t caught Jalisa and Tyrell together. I needed to see them, to expose them, to know exactly how to bring them down. The longer it took, the more fe
