How Could You Call Her Baby

Nyala Kofi had been loving hard for much too long. A savvy business woman, she'd long grown accustomed to having a seat at the table or walking away when she had not been sufficiently served. Still, when it came to the father of her children, she loved hard and forgave quickly. Not him, nor her, could imagine the day love would not be enough to make her stay. Yet and still, the day was amongst them. Love without loyalty, that was Grit. Father of three, he managed to keep his woman and home in order for fifteen years, despite his lusty appetite. Woman after woman could attest to his urges while the mother of his children busied herself with forgiving him. After all, she had to know his heart and when all the smoke cleared he'd always choose her. However, when she no longer chose him, pleasure became pain and home was just a four letter word. Will Grit ever recover from losing out on love? Can Nyala find comfort in the arms of someone else? Or is this love worth fighting for?