Chapter One
Stunt Queen

October 2024

📍Atlanta, Georgia

Cardi arrived at the State Farm Arena in Atlanta, Georgia, her vibrant energy lighting up the bustling scene around her.

As she stepped through the security entrance, her eyes sparkled with excitement, taking in the atmosphere of the event. Joshua, her boyfriend, was waiting for her, a warm smile spreading across his face at the sight of her.

"Hi, Bubba," Cardi greeted, embracing him tightly.

The nickname brought a glimmer of nostalgia to Joshua's eyes, reminding him of their shared moments and the affection that had grown between them.

"Hey, Baby," he replied, his voice filled with affection.

He knelt to greet Cardi's daughter, Kulture, who was busy observing her surroundings with wide eyes, and then waved to Wave, Cardi's younger child, nestled in Hennessy's arms. "And hey to you too, Hennessy."

As they walked together through the arena, Joshua introduced Cardi to his family and friends, a mixture of pride and anxiety swirling in his chest. They navigated through the crowd, where Joshua's relatives eagerly awaited the start of the show.

"Cardi, this is my cousin Joe," Joshua said, gesturing toward a tall man with an expression that shifted from surprise to apprehension as he realized who stood before him.

"Nice to meet you, Cardi," Joe managed, his voice slightly shaky. He had seen the headlines and knew the drama that often surrounded Cardi, prompting a flicker of concern for his cousin's well-being.

Cardi offered her trademark smile, radiating warmth. "Nice to meet you too, Joe! Hope you're ready for a great night."

As they continued mingling, Joshua's cousin Trinity approached, her face lighting up with excitement. "Cardi! It's so good to see you again!" She wrapped her arms around Cardi in a friendly hug.

Trinity had met Cardi a few months prior and had been nothing but supportive of her relationship with Joshua, even if she shared Joe's underlying worries.

"Thanks for being so cool about everything," Joshua whispered to Trinity, a hint of gratitude in his voice. She nodded, reassuring him that she had his back no matter what unfolded.

The arena buzzed with anticipation as the event was set to kick off. The lights dimmed, and the atmosphere crackled with energy. Cardi settled into her seat in the skybox alongside Joshua and the kids, surrounded by a supportive entourage of family and friends. They were all ready for the electrifying matches ahead.

The show began with Jade, Bianca, and Trinity hosting, their excitement palpable as they introduced the first match. The WWE quickly lowered the cage, signaling to the audience that things were about to get intense.

The air thickened with anticipation, particularly as CM Punk and Drew McIntyre prepared to square off in a Hell in a Cell match. The history between these two wrestlers was well-known, the animosity simmering just beneath the surface.

The crowd erupted as CM Punk emerged victorious, setting a tone for the rest of the evening. Cardi watched intently, her eyes sparkling as the drama unfolded before her. She caught sight of the camera panning to her, instinctively waving, which sent a wave of excitement through the crowd. Instantly, social media lit up, and Cardi began trending as the match continued.

The next bout featured Nia Jax versus Bayley for the WWE Women's Championship. The match had everyone on the edge of their seats, especially as Tiffany Stratton teased a cash-in that had the audience roaring with speculation. Ultimately, Nia Jax defeated Bayley with a powerful super Samoan Drop followed by an Annihilator, sending shockwaves through the arena.

Among the many faces in attendance were some of the biggest names in entertainment: Quavo, Lil Baby, and Goldberg, to name just a few. The presence of WWE legends like X-Pac and Booker T added to the significance of the night, creating an electric atmosphere that Cardi could feel deep in her bones.

In the next match, Damian Priest faced off against the entire Judgment Day. The pace was frenetic as Finn Balor attempted to steal a win with a roll-up, only to have Priest ultimately secure victory with a devastating South of Heaven. The crowd erupted, the excitement reaching a fever pitch.

As Triple H entered the ring, he was met with deafening applause. Announcing the impressive turnout of 16,092 fans—the 60th sellout for WWE in 2024—he underscored the historical significance of the event. He revealed that in four weeks, a monumental clash would take place: the WWE World Champion and the WWE Champion would compete, although neither title would be on the line.

The mood shifted dramatically when GUNTHER interrupted Triple H, calling out Goldberg in a surprising twist. GUNTHER's insults painted a picture of betrayal, drawing gasps from the audience. Just as tensions escalated, Sami Zayn rushed into the ring, launching an attack on GUNTHER, adding an unexpected layer of drama to the evening.

The matchups continued, and as Dominik Mysterio and Liv Morgan rolled into the arena in Dom's iconic low rider, the audience erupted once more. However, things took a turn when Rhea Ripley dominated the match, leading to a chaotic exchange where Liv Morgan debuted a new move she dubbed the Homewrecker, nearly securing a win but falling just short.

As the chaos ensued, Cardi's attention flickered between the matches and her children. Kulture cheered excitedly, her tiny fists pumping in the air, while Wave was captivated by the lights and sounds. Hennessy caught Cardi's eye, and they exchanged a knowing smile, sharing in the joy of the moment.

The night culminated in an epic main event featuring Cody Rhodes, accompanied by a marching band, against Roman Reigns, who entered with a full orchestra. The atmosphere was electric as the crowd cheered for their favorites. The match unfolded with skill and precision, ultimately leading to a triumphant victory for Rhodes and Reigns, thanks to a timely assist from Jimmy Uso.

As the final moments played out, the unexpected return of The Rock sent shockwaves through the audience. Cardi's excitement was palpable as she watched the drama unfold, her heart racing along with the crowd. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in being part of such a historic event.

When the show finally wrapped up, Cardi pulled out her phone, eager to capture the memories of the night. "Hennessy, can you take a picture of us?" she asked, positioning herself beside Joshua and the kids.

They posed, their faces glowing with joy, and after a few snaps, Cardi reviewed the photos, selecting one where Joshua's face was hidden in favor of the vibrant atmosphere around them.

As they exited the arena, the energy of the night lingered in the air. They decided to head to Waffle House, a perfect way to unwind after an exhilarating evening. The laughter and chatter filled the air as they shared stories, reliving their favorite moments from the night.

In that moment, surrounded by family and friends, Cardi felt a deep sense of contentment. Life might be unpredictable, filled with ups and downs, but nights like this—filled with laughter, love, and the thrill of the unexpected—reminded her that joy could always be found amidst the chaos.

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I leaned back against the plush velvet seat in the club, the bass pulsing through the air, wrapping me in a cocoon of music and laughter.

It was one of those nights where everything felt right. Joshua sat next to me, his infectious energy radiating, and I could see his relatives scattered around, their smiles bright and genuine.

They were all so supportive, ensuring I was good despite the neon lights and thumping beats. I had been feeling a deep sense of contentment, a warmth spreading through me that reminded me I could move forward, away from the shadows of my past.

But just as I started to truly enjoy the night, a jarring interruption shattered my peace. As the DJ took the mic, his voice boomed over the music, electrifying the crowd. "Shoutout to Offset in the building!" he announced, and my heart dropped. Kiari—my soon-to-be ex-husband, known to the world as Offset—had shown up.

Panic set in for a moment. I had hoped to avoid any run-ins with him as I tried to reclaim my sense of self. But there he was, a ghost from my past materializing in the dim lights of the club.

I couldn't even look in his direction; I knew that if I did, it would ruin everything I had built up in my mind about tonight. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that I was here to enjoy myself, not to dwell on what was lost.

Joshua must have sensed my sudden tension because he leaned closer, his voice low, just for me. "You good?" His concern was palpable. I nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, just a bit surprised." His relatives were keeping a watchful eye on the dance floor, clearly aware of the situation, ready to protect me if things escalated.

Despite my anxiety, I tried to focus on the music, the laughter, and the way Joshua effortlessly drew me into the moment. We danced, moving our bodies in sync with the rhythm, and for those brief moments, I felt liberated.

The club was alive with energy, and I let it sweep me away. Joshua's family cheered us on, their laughter contagious, and I found myself twerking on him, a spontaneous release of the pent-up emotions I had carried for so long.

As the night wore on, the atmosphere shifted, but it wasn't the presence of Kiari that altered the mood; it was the exhilarating freedom I began to feel. I could let go, even if just for a moment. Joshua was attentive, his laughter blending with the pulsating beats, and I couldn't help but get lost in the excitement of the night.

But the reprieve was short-lived. I could feel eyes on me, the weight of attention shifting with each passing minute. The club was filled with people capturing every moment on their phones, and while I tried to brush it off, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was now part of a spectacle.

And then it happened. The next morning, I woke up to a flurry of notifications on my phone. My heart raced as I scrolled through Instagram, my stomach dropping with each video that played. There I was, twerking on Joshua, the laughter and joy from the night seemingly immortalized in those clips. And right alongside them was the hashtag that made me feel both exhilarated and exposed: #Jardi. It was trending, with thousands of posts flooding in.

A mix of emotions washed over me—embarrassment, disbelief, and a strange thrill. I had never imagined that a night meant for healing and fun would turn into a viral moment. My mind raced as I thought about the implications. How would Kiari react? How would the world interpret this?

Joshua's family reached out, sending messages filled with support, laughing about how much fun we had. They were excited about the newfound attention, but I couldn't shake my nerves. I wanted to be happy about this—after all, I was moving on—but the reality of my past loomed over me.

As I sat on the edge of my bed, scrolling through the posts, I could see the comments pouring in. Some were positive, celebrating my confidence, while others were more judgmental, dissecting every move I made.

I took a deep breath, trying to push through the anxiety that bubbled up in my chest. I reminded myself that I was reclaiming my narrative, taking back the joy I had lost.

But the thought of Kiari's reaction weighed heavily on me. I could almost hear him now, his friends laughing, his ego bruised. Did he see the videos? Did he care? I didn't want to dwell on what he might think, but the fear of his judgment lingered like a dark cloud.

Later that day, I decided to meet Joshua for lunch. As I walked into the restaurant, I felt a wave of comfort wash over me when I saw him sitting at a corner table in the back, his smile warm and welcoming. He stood up to greet me, his presence immediately soothing my frayed nerves.

"I saw the videos," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You were amazing last night!"

I chuckled, feeling a mixture of pride and embarrassment. "Yeah, but now the whole world thinks I'm just some club girl," I replied, running a hand through my hair.

"Who cares what they think? You had fun, and that's what matters," he insisted, his voice steady. "You're allowed to live your life."

His unwavering support made my heart swell. I realized in that moment how important it was to surround myself with people who uplifted me, and encouraged me to embrace my individuality. I felt a newfound strength within me, ignited by Joshua's belief in me.

As we sipped our drinks, we talked about everything—from our favorite songs to our dreams for the future. I could feel the connection growing stronger, a bond that felt genuine and uplifting.

It was refreshing to engage with someone who didn't carry the weight of my past. I could be me, without the expectations or memories that haunted me.

In the back of my mind, I knew the fallout from the club would eventually settle. The videos would fade, and the hashtag would die down, but what mattered was how I chose to move forward. I was learning to embrace the chaos, to revel in the unexpected, and to find joy in the small moments.

Later that week, I decided to confront the situation head-on. I posted a story on social media, a candid video of me dancing in my living room, unapologetically enjoying life. I wrote, "Life is too short to worry about the opinions of others. Here's to more nights of laughter and freedom! #Jardi"

It felt liberating, to take ownership of my story. The comments flooded in, but this time I was ready. I focused on the positivity, the support from friends, and the encouragement from those who truly understood me.

In the days that followed, I noticed something shifting. I was no longer just Cardi, the soon-to-be ex-wife of a famous rapper; I was Cardi, a woman discovering her strength, her passions, and her joy. I had a newfound clarity about who I wanted to be, and I refused to let anyone—including Kiari—define me.

As for Joshua, our connection deepened. He was patient and understanding, always encouraging me to be true to myself. We began exploring the city together, laughing, dancing, and sharing stories. With each passing day, I felt lighter, free from the burdens that had once weighed me down.

Ultimately, that night at the club became a turning point for me. It was a reminder that life is unpredictable, filled with moments of joy and unexpected challenges. I learned to embrace the chaos, to dance through the storms, and to find strength in vulnerability.

And while Kiari remained a part of my past, I was excited to see what the future held. With every beat of the music and every laugh shared with Joshua, I felt my spirit soar.

I was ready to write my own story.