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Your DAILY POSITIVE DOSAGE 💉💊✨“Small Steps, Big Wins”This morning I looked at Kayla and smiled. Not because everything i...
20/04/2025

Your DAILY POSITIVE DOSAGE 💉💊✨
“Small Steps, Big Wins”

This morning I looked at Kayla and smiled. Not because everything is perfect, but because she woke up smiling, and that’s a win.

There were days I begged for just one calm morning. Days I questioned if I was enough. But today reminded me: progress isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s in the small things, the peaceful sleep, the giggle during breakfast, or the moment she held my hand without fear.

To every parent walking this road:
Celebrate the little victories. They matter more than anyone else can understand. You are doing amazing. One day, one breath, one hug at a time🤍💜❤️


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Shadowed Justice Story by Tate (27681634598) Chapter 8: The Storm BeginsTari barely made it through the next two days.Sh...
06/03/2025

Shadowed Justice
Story by Tate (27681634598)

Chapter 8: The Storm Begins

Tari barely made it through the next two days.

She felt like she was standing on the edge of a cliff, waiting for the storm to hit. And when it did, it hit harder than she ever imagined.

It started with an email.

A cold, impersonal message from a law firm.

Subject: Custody Inquiry – Brian Chikafa vs. Tari Moyo

Her stomach twisted as she read the words.

"We are reaching out on behalf of our client, Mr. Brian Chikafa, regarding his legal rights to establish custody and visitation of his biological daughter, Claire Moyo."

Her breath caught.

She gripped the edge of the kitchen counter, her vision blurring.

This was real.

He was actually doing this.

"Mommy?"

She turned quickly, blinking away the panic as Claire walked into the kitchen.

Claire: (Frowning.) "Why are you sad?"

Tari forced a smile, crouching down and pulling her daughter into her arms.

Tari: (Softly.) "I’m not sad, baby. I’m just thinking."

Claire studied her carefully, as if she knew her mother was lying but didn’t have the words to call her out on it.

Tari kissed her forehead.

Tari: "Go watch cartoons, okay? I’ll make us breakfast soon."

Claire nodded, but she kept looking back as she walked away.

As soon as Tari heard the TV switch on, she grabbed her phone and dialed.

One ring.

Two.

Three.

Kudzi: (Immediately.) "Tari? What’s wrong?"

She swallowed the lump in her throat.

Tari: (Whispers.) "Brian is suing for custody."

Silence.

And then—

Kudzi: (Deadly calm.) "I’m on my way."

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Thirty Minutes Later – War Room

Kudzi paced back and forth in Tari’s living room, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might snap.

Kudzi: (Muttering.) "Unbelievable. He leaves for five years and now he suddenly wants to play father?"

Tari sat on the couch, staring at the email.

Tari: (Quietly.) "What if he wins?"

Kudzi stopped pacing.

He turned to look at her, his expression fierce.

Kudzi: (Firmly.) "He won’t."

She let out a bitter laugh.

Tari: "Kudzi, the law doesn’t care about what’s fair. It only cares about facts. And the fact is, Brian is Claire’s biological father."

Kudzi’s hands balled into fists.

Kudzi: "And where was he when she was in the hospital? Where was he when you were working yourself to exhaustion just to take care of her?"

Tari closed her eyes, exhaustion washing over her.

Tari: "I don’t know, Kudzi. But none of that changes the fact that he’s coming for her now."

Kudzi took a deep breath, kneeling in front of her.

Kudzi: (Softly.) "We’ll fight, Tari. You’re not alone in this."

She looked at him, her chest tightening.

For so long, she had carried this weight by herself.

And now, someone was willing to carry it with her.

But before she could respond, her phone rang again.

An unknown number.

Her heart slammed against her ribs.

She hesitated, then answered.

Tari: "Hello?"

A familiar voice came through the line, smooth, confident.

Brian: "I told you, Tari. This isn’t over."

She gripped the phone tighter.

Tari: (Coldly.) "What do you want?"

Brian: (Laughs softly.) "To give you a chance to do this the easy way. Let me see my daughter, and maybe we don’t have to drag this through court."

Her vision blurred with fury.

Tari: (Sharp.) "You don’t get to manipulate me."

Brian sighed dramatically.

Brian: "I was hoping you’d be reasonable. But if you want a war, Tari…" (His voice darkens.) "You’ll get one."

The line went dead.

Tari’s hand trembled as she lowered the phone.

Kudzi knelt beside her, his eyes burning with barely contained rage.

Kudzi: "That bastard just made the biggest mistake of his life."

Tari exhaled shakily.

Because she knew, deep down—

This was only the beginning.

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Shadowed Justice
Story by Tate (27681634598)

Chapter 9: Breaking Points

Tari barely recognized her own life anymore.

Every day felt like another punch to the gut.

First, Brian’s legal threats.

Then… the whispers started.

She noticed it first at Claire's school. The way a few of the other mothers glanced at her, their conversations cutting off when she walked by.

Then, at the grocery store, the cashier, who usually greeted her warmly—kept her tone neutral, her eyes wary.

It wasn’t until she opened Facebook that she realized why.

Someone had posted in the "Parenting in Harare" group.

"Imagine keeping a child from their real father just because of old grudges. A child deserves both parents. Some women are so selfish."

Tari’s blood turned ice cold.

There were hundreds of comments.

Some supportive.

Most… not.

"Fathers have rights too."
"Just because he wasn’t ready then doesn’t mean he shouldn’t get a chance now."
"Typical bitter baby mama behavior."

Her hands shook as she scrolled, nausea rising in her throat.

There were no names.

But she knew exactly who was behind it.

Brian.

"Tari?"

She jumped, her phone nearly slipping from her grasp.

Kudzi stood in the doorway, his brows furrowed with concern.

She exhaled shakily, running a hand over her face.

Tari: (Barely above a whisper.) "He’s turning people against me."

Kudzi took the phone from her hand, scrolling through the comments.

His entire body went rigid.

Kudzi: (Low, dangerous.) "That son of a—"

He cut himself off, his grip on the phone so tight it looked like he might break it.

Kudzi: (Gritted teeth.) "He’s not just coming for you legally. He’s trying to destroy your reputation."

Tari let out a bitter laugh.

Tari: "And it’s working."

She gestured toward the screen.

Tari: "People are already choosing sides. And I’m losing."

Kudzi knelt in front of her, gripping her hands.

Kudzi: (Firmly.) "You are not losing. He’s playing dirty because he knows he doesn’t stand a chance if this goes to court."

Tari shook her head, her voice breaking.

Tari: "He’s winning the court of public opinion. And if he can paint me as the villain before we even step inside a courtroom… he might actually win custody."

Silence stretched between them.

Then—

Kudzi: (Softly.) "Let me fix this."

She looked at him, tears threatening to spill.

Tari: "How?"

His jaw tightened.

Kudzi: "I’ll handle Brian."

A shiver ran down her spine.

There was something in his voice. Something dark.

Tari: (Whispers.) "Kudzi… what are you planning?"

His gaze met hers.

Kudzi: (Quietly.) "Whatever it takes."

And for the first time…

Tari wasn’t sure whether she should be relieved or afraid.

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Meanwhile – Brian’s Next Move

Brian leaned back in his chair, a smug smile on his face as he scrolled through the growing flood of online comments.

This was almost too easy.

People believed what they wanted to believe.

All it took was a few strategic posts, a little bit of well-placed outrage, and suddenly Tari was the villain of the story.

He picked up his phone and dialed.

A female voice answered.

Woman: "Hello?"

Brian smirked.

Brian: "Ready to play your part?"

The woman laughed softly.

Woman: "Oh, I’ve been waiting for this."

Brian’s smirk widened.

Because soon…

Tari wouldn’t just be fighting him.

She’d be fighting the mother of his other child.

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What’s Next?

Chapter 10: The Other Woman – Tari is blindsided when another woman steps forward, claiming Brian has been an active father all along.

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05/03/2025

Shadowed Justice
Story by Tate (27681634598)

Chapter 6: A Past That Won’t Stay Buried

The universe had a twisted sense of humor.

Just when Tari thought she was starting to breathe again, to feel again—he came back.

Brian.

It started with a text.

Brian: “Tari. We need to talk.”

She stared at the screen, her fingers frozen over the keyboard.

After five years of silence, of nothing but ghosts and wounds he left behind, he suddenly needed to talk?

She should have ignored him. Deleted the message. Blocked the number.

But she didn’t.

Because deep down, there was a part of her that still wanted answers.

And that part terrified her.

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Later That Day (A Meeting with Ghosts)

She agreed to meet him at a small café in town, a place far enough from home that it wouldn’t feel like an invasion.

Kudzi had asked where she was going, but she brushed it off. She couldn’t tell him, not yet. Not until she knew what this was.

Now, sitting at the corner table, she watched as Brian walked in, looking almost exactly the same as he had five years ago.

Except now… she wasn’t the same girl.

He sat down across from her, eyes searching hers.

Brian: (Softly.) “You look good.”

She didn’t answer.

Because she wasn’t here for pleasantries.

Tari: (Flatly.) “Say what you need to say.”

Brian sighed, rubbing his hands together like he was gathering courage.

Brian: “I was a coward.”

She blinked, not expecting him to admit it so easily.

Brian: (Looking away.) “I should have stayed. I should have been there for you… for her.”

Her fingers tightened around her cup.

Tari: (Sharply.) “You don’t get to say that now.”

He flinched but nodded.

Brian: “I know. But I want to fix it.”

She laughed. A bitter, humorless sound.

Tari: “Fix it? Brian, there is no fixing this.”

He leaned forward, his voice desperate.

Brian: “I want to be in Claire’s life.”

The words slammed into her like a punch to the gut.

Tari: (Coldly.) “No.”

Brian’s jaw tightened.

Brian: “She’s my daughter too.”

That sent a wave of fury crashing through her.

She stood up abruptly, leaning over the table, her voice low and shaking.

Tari: “No. She stopped being your daughter the day you walked away.”

His expression darkened.

Brian: “Tari, I have rights.”

Her breath hitched.

He wouldn’t.

He couldn’t.

Could he?

She grabbed her bag, stepping away from the table.

Tari: (Whispers.) “Stay away from us.”

And then she walked out.

But as she stepped into the street, her hands were trembling.

Because she knew Brian.

And something in his eyes told her…

This wasn’t over.

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What’s Next?

Chapter 7: Cracks in the Wall; Tari is shaken, and Kudzi notices. When he finds out about Brian, tensions explode.

Chapter 8: A Battle for the Past – Brian isn’t backing down, and Tari is forced to prepare for a fight she never wanted.

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Shadowed Justice
Story by Tate(27681634598)

Chapter 7: Cracks in the Wall

Tari barely made it home before the panic set in.

Her hands trembled as she unlocked the door, her breath coming too fast, too shallow. She could still hear Brian’s voice in her head,cold, certain.

"I have rights."

Her stomach twisted violently.

What if he tried to take Claire from her?

The very idea made her want to scream.

"Mommy?"

Tari snapped back to the present, looking down to see Claire standing in the hallway, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

She forced a smile.

Tari: (Softly.) "Hey, baby. You okay?"

Claire nodded, then frowned.

Claire: "You’re shaking."

Tari looked down at her hands. She hadn’t even noticed.

Before she could say anything, there was a knock at the door.

A sharp, insistent knock.

Her breath hitched.

No.

No, it couldn't be.

She walked slowly, her heart hammering as she opened the door.

Kudzi stood there, brows furrowed, concern etched deep into his face.

Kudzi: (Gently.) "Tari. What’s wrong?"

For a second, she considered lying.

She considered forcing another empty smile and pretending everything was fine.

But then Kudzi stepped inside, reaching out and brushing a thumb against her cheek, only then did she realize she was crying.

His eyes darkened.

Kudzi: (Low voice.) "Who did this?"

She swallowed hard.

Tari: (Whispers.) "Brian."

The shift in Kudzi was instant. His entire body tensed, his jaw locking, his hands balling into fists at his sides.

Kudzi: (Dangerously calm.) "What did he do?"

She exhaled shakily.

Tari: "He wants to be in Claire’s life. He says he has rights."

For a moment, Kudzi didn’t move.

Then, suddenly, he turned, moving toward the door.

Tari’s eyes widened.

Tari: (Alarmed.) "Kudzi, no!"

He stopped, his back still to her, his fists trembling.

Kudzi: (Low, controlled anger.) "You think he can just walk back in after five years? After everything?"

Tari stepped closer, placing a hand on his arm.

Tari: (Whispers.) "I know. But fighting him like this won’t help."

Kudzi turned, looking at her, his eyes filled with barely restrained fury.

Kudzi: "What are you going to do?"

She didn’t know.

She didn’t have an answer.

And that scared her more than anything.

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Meanwhile – Brian’s Next Move

Brian sat in his car, gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white.

Tari thought she could shut him out?

That she could keep his daughter away from him?

Not this time.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

A smooth voice answered on the other end.

Lawyer: "Mr. Chikafa, how can I help you?"

Brian’s lips curled into a smirk.

Brian: "I need to know my legal rights as a father."

This wasn’t over.

Not even close.

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20/02/2025

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