Page 47 of Love Sanctioned

My mother shook her head. “Bullshit.”

“Mama, I just need to do this.” I pleaded with her knowing she wasn’t going for any of this.

“No. Tell me what’s going on, Karsyn. One minute you’re home for two weeks crying and the next you’re about to marry a random man I know nothing about. He isn’t even who you were about to introduce me to.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“And what? He’s the father?” She peered at me intently.

I shook my head. It pained me. “Mama, I’m doing this fo⁠—”

“For what, Karsyn? Do you even know this man or has your father talked you into some mess?”

“Ma.”

“You don’t have to do this, to give your child a family. He or she will have a family.”

I just looked at her.

“What is it, Karsyn? What made you so ready to marry this man? I am your mother and I know you. Tell me what and we’ll fix this. I made this mistake for the both of us and you see how this turned out. Why, baby girl?”

“It’s because I jus⁠—”

There was a knock at the door immediately followed by a voice. “Karsyn, they’re ready for you.”

“Look, we can leave through the back door if need be. Baby, you are not happy.”

I gripped her hands tighter. “I love you, Mom, but please stop worrying. Everything will be fine. Just let me do this.”

She studied my features for a moment longer before she nodded. Finally, she conceded. “Okay.”

I turned around and gave myself another once over. I hated this dress with a passion. Shit, maybe because I had already designed my wedding dress and it was on a mannequin in my studio, untouched…unworn.

I closed my eyes then turned to go toward the door. “I’m ready.”

“Then let’s go get married.” My mother’s voice made me look at her. I loved this woman with everything in me. Even though she wasn’t onboard with this, she would support me regardless. I knew Kolton was mad at me right now, but at some point he’d get over it. I hoped he would.

My mother handed me the bouquet of flowers and moved to open the door. Outside stood my father, looking like a big ass Oompa Loompa in all white.

“It’s rude to wear white when you aren’t the bride.” My mother rolled her eyes at the sight of my father.

He shrugged then extended his arm for me to loop mine into it.

We began to walk toward where the wedding was taking place and I swore the entire place had me in awe. I toured this place one time with the wedding planner, half listening to her ideas Monday, then boom, here we were. We were literally in a palace with flowers everywhere. It wasn't to my taste, but it was beautiful for the dove releasing type.

“For what it’s worth, you look much better than you did that day you stormed into my office.”

I side eyed him. Says the nigga walking around looking like a damn cloud.

TWELVE

Posydiann

I watched Killah and Junior playing 2K while scrolling my phone. Winston had called and gave me the name of the leader of the taskforce they were putting together. Tavern McDanial. I hope he now knew better than to fuck with me because I was a hundred percent ready to have his ass ended that day.

I wanted Curr to think he had all the time in the world, then I was taking his fat ass head off. He didn’t see it yet, but his time was coming.

The sound of my doorbell filling the house made me look up from my phone. They were all in the game, so I got my ass up and went to the door. When I opened it, Junnie was standing there all dressed up holding a shoe box.