Not The Daddies She Expected

Prologue

Nakia was a proud black woman. She is a successful woman in a male dominated field. She drives a brand-new car and has a big fancy house that she bought herself. No one else helped build her up and brought her to the place she is today. She’s always looking flawless and always must be on point because she feels that she is her own brand and must look good to earn respect. Always had her hair and nails done. Nakia was always the picture of perfection. Hell, she even went as far as to never wear the same outfit more then twice. Everything had to be brand new for her.

Her clothes always had to be the newest trends and the best brands. She had to have the best of everything including men. She always had her hair straightened never letting her real hair be seen. She would even set an alarm to wake up two hours before her man just to make sure she looked perfect. He has never seen her looking a mess or truly being natural. No one has ever seen her looking natural. Would her man even want her if he knew what she looked like not being perfect.

Nakia’s mother always told her that she was her own personal promoter, so she always needed to look her best. Her mama would never let herself or her child look a hot mess. She instilled that in Nakia from day one, and she dared go against her mama. Her mama had her best interest and only helped Nakia to look her best or so she thought. Now she wasn’t so sure if what her mama taught her was right or the way she should live her life.

When Nakia turned thirty she had what some would call a mid-life crisis and decided to change everything. It’s as if he finally woke up and decided to live her life for herself and to hell with pleasing everyone else all the time. Half the time they weren’t pleased no matter how much you succeeded. Someone always has an issue with you no matter what you do. Nakia just needed to realize that you can’t make everyone healthy.