In Spite of the Bosset Life(13)

The graduation had me crying the whole time. It was the best feeling ever. Once their ceremony was over, I presented Kori with a black Range Rover with custom rims. Kash got a grey Jaguar like his daddy. They both was jumping with joy.

“Y’all know I had to get y’all right,” I said, hugging my kids. They were graduating and I had to make sure they were prepared for their new life. We had a small dinner party then Majesty and I rested up for tomorrow.

Me nor my baby got any sleep. She was up all night just looking at the ceiling and pictures on the wall. I was too scared to sleep with my baby being so young and still wide awake. By morning, I decided to take my baby down to the theatre. That was the last place I saw my husband so I was always there.

“You see dada baby,” I said with tears falling. It was the video of my birthday party. Majesty just looked with big eyes as her daddy told me happy birthday and smashed my cake in my face.

“Your dada was so goofy. I wished you got a chance to meet him. One day, you’ll see him. On this side or that side. You’ll meet your daddy,” I said, almost breaking down. The whole morning, I watched every video Ace ever made of us. It started to click that maybe he knew he would leave us. He made a point to leave me with a precious gift. Majesty. Also, the memory of him in all the videos. Ace made sure I met his mother and reconnected with Nola. Ace knew he was leaving me to be a single parent, so he made sure I had people around me who could give a helping hand. I loved him even more but hated him as well. It was weird. I knew Ace would always be with me and our baby. He was our angel. I had to believe it. I had to believe something.

The memorial service was a drag. I cried the whole time. Family and friends were all around to celebrate Ace’s life. We released three hundred glow in the dark balloons. I wrote on mines and kissed it before I released it. The whole thing was so sad. Kash and Kori took it so hard. They cried so bad. It was nothing I could do or say.

After the memorial, I got on Ace’s private jet. I wanted Majesty to see Ace’s favorite toy. He loved planes and loved flying. He taught me how to fly and all. Everything was still the same in the inside. Even though the Feds tried to shut down all Ace’s businesses, I fought for them. Now, only one business was back up and running. I only was able to keep two of the jets from Ace’s private airline. Even though I couldn’t run it for him, I wanted to keep the planes.

I hired the right people to help run the furniture business, legally this time. I was now getting that cash flow and was a millionaire in just weeks of having business open. Ace married me for all the right reasons. My degrees were now getting put to good use. I didn’t know I could actually be a business woman but I was. I was back on and providing for my family. Ace wasn’t here and I had to pick up where he left off at.





Chapter 7

3 Years Later



Majesty is a normal, active three-year-old. I swear she thinks this world revolves around her and I promised her it does every day. It’s all my fault. My little princess is a diva! Majesty is my world. I now knew what real love was, if I didn’t know already. I felt good when Majesty just wanted to be with me or give me those sweet kisses. She clung to me and I loved every second of it.

“Momma, we go to da play place,” said Majesty with her white Burberry dress on and sneakers to match. Her two puff balls were getting bigger by the day. She cried so much when I combed her hair. It took me forever to just do two puff balls. I decided I would let Chanel do it because she always stayed still with her.

“Yes, Smoochie angel,” I said, calling her the same name I called Kori when she was a baby.

“Yayyy Ma Ma.” Majesty fanned her Gucci glasses in the air. I texted Abir back, letting him know I was going to be late tonight. Abir and I had been just hanging out and dating. Nothing serious and it wasn’t nothing physical.

It’s been three years since my husband been gone and I decided to stop waiting on him. I would always love Ace but I needed to really get out my bed and stop waiting for him to walk through those double doors. That wasn’t never going to happen and I was driving myself insane thinking that it would. I got it in my mind he wasn’t coming back now. My counseling helped a lot. There was no sign of Ace nowhere. I hired people to search for him but that was no use. I spent all that money for nothing. Ace was a ghost, if not dead. The police really didn’t care. They wanted to talk to him about the murder of Flats. I knew Ace probably did commit the murder but I wouldn’t believe it. Apparently, Flats was pistol whipped until he took his last breath. That much anger had to come from my husband. Thank God the police just left the case along and went to the next homicide case.

“Majesty baby, c’mere,” I said, getting my little girl’s attention. She was all in this little boy and father’s face. He was tossing his son in the air and his son was bubbling over in laughter. I often took my baby to the mall to play and be around other kids her age. She was always around grown folks, either at the house or the shop. “Majesty, that’s really rude baby. It’s really not polite to stare,” I said, holding my baby girl’s hand. The man looked familiar but I didn’t know from where.

“Yes momma. Can I play some mo?” asked Majesty, itching to run off with the rest of the kids. She was jumping up and down.

“Yes baby. Be careful,” I said, letting my baby run free in the bounce house room at the mall. We often came here, only because she loved it so much.