CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY ONE: RETCHED BITCH

As Tiana retreated from the banquet hall, her mind consumed by the unsettling encounter, she felt an overwhelming urge to seek solace in the warmth and comfort of her home. Without so much as a word to Adrian, she made a swift exit, her steps quickening with each passing moment as she longed for the safety and security of her own sanctuary. Upon arriving home, Tiana wasted no time in scooping her precious babies into her arms, holding them close as if seeking refuge in their innocence and purity. With each tender embrace, she found a fleeting moment of respite from the turmoil that raged within her, the weight of the world momentarily lifted from her weary shoulders. But even as she cradled her children in her arms, a sense of unease lingered in the air, a nagging feeling that all was not well. Tiana knew that she couldn’t rest easy until she had ensured the safety of her little ones, until she had taken every precaution to shield them from whatever unseen threat lurked in the sha