Mercy B

Dear Bella + Dear Rahmeek Mercy B

12:00 am. The clock finally displayed the numbers that she'd been anticipating. Tossing the covers back from the bed, Bella rose. Reaching into her nightstand, she grabbed the tightly sealed envelope and shut the drawer back. Grabbing the baby monitor, Bella made her way to the bathroom -her favorite place. Closing the door behind her, Bella locked it and slid down to the floor. Laying on the plush rug that she'd had RahMeek to have special ordered, she relaxed. Tearing the envelope open, Bella began to read the words that her husband had written. The very first paragraph warmed her beating heart. Dear Bella, I just wanted to start by saying that I love you, Bells. You've changed a nigga. It's not every day that I meet a woman as super as yourself. When I think of you, peace overcomes me. You're everything that I could've dreamt of in a wife. I can honestly say that you've changed me, baby. Each day I thank God that he created you, love. Cause without my sunshine, there would be no Reign. That was mad corny, huh? Let me get off of this mushy tip and get to the real. Come ride with a nigga... *** After RahMeek's eye-opening letter to his wife Bella, she was left on a high that only he could bring her to. He admitted, not only to his insane obsession with the death of his ex-right hand Calvin but that he was disengaging from his illegal actives. With a heart filled with pride, Bella went in search for her husband, only to find him in a compromising situation. Gun in hand, bullets sprawled over his customized mahogany colored desktop, tears cascading down his handsome face, and a heart filled with rage, Bella walked in just as her husband had begun to transform into the monster that he'd much rather avoid being. Bella is frightened, hoping that her words didn't alter the love that had been administered between the two. She's left wondering, is RahMeek capable of loving her the same even after secrets have been revealed and evils have resurfaced?