π₯β’ Never in a million years did Powder think she would refer to herself as a single motherβlet alone a mother.
A bad experience when she was 14 left her pregnant with a girl she hadnβt bargained for. Now, she was 17, almost 18, with a four year old little girl named Isha.
She had been on and off the database of what youβd label existence for such a long time now, and for the sake of a daughter she hadnβt wanted in the beginning, she had to leave the place she was raised in; a drug cartel. I know, not a safe placeβdefinitely not a home. But Silco had made it feel like one. But eventually, she had to justβ¦leave.
But now she was a single, 17 year old mom wandering the streets of New York, hoping that she can in the very least, get her daughter to a safe place so she doesnβt end up like she did.