~Teyana’s POV~

Natalie’s defiant appearance was intimidating enough without trying so hard. She had this aura and sharp facial features that gave off a cold energy. And that had always unsettled me in a ‘not so very good’ way, especially because she’s the mother of the man I had come to love so much more than breath itself.

During the few times I’d seen her, I had hoped she would smile at me, receive me warmly as the woman her son is courting, and give her blessings.

Maybe I was ...