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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟗

𝐌𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐢, 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚 📍
𝙺𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙻𝚈𝙽𝙽 𝚂𝚈𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝚁𝙴 | 𝙺𝙰𝚂𝙷
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1 Yr Later.

A big smile was plastered on my face as I watched Jehnai interact with our daughter, Janaya.

Being she was only 3 months, she didn't have much of an expression on her face. If anything, she looked bored.

My poor baby.

I sighed deeply as I slowly stood to my feet, holdin onto my back.

Baby number 2 was baking and I couldn't be more excited.

Lets just say that 6 weeks was up in 4.

Jehnai's mama was having a cookout so I went straight over to the food so I could start eating, a bitch was literally starving.

"What can I get you pretty lady," Jehnai uncle Harris questioned me and I just scrunched up my face cause like I got it.

"I got it, thanks." I waved him off as I walked the opposite direction cause you not boutta harrass me.

Ole ugly ass.

♕

As I'm putting meatballs on my plate; I feel a presence behind me and I immediately froze.

"Relax baby, its me." Jehnai whispered as he leaned down and kissed my neck.

I sighed deeply, lately I been real jumpy.

I know Messiah was dead but Tru was still alive and he been threatning me like crazy.

Talking bout he been watchin me, allat rara shit.

He gon kill me, and my unborn ... like all this stuff.

Ion know what made him start wylin like this but it had me scared as fuck.

I ain't tell Jehnai cause like I really wanted him out this street shit.

I know this was where bulk of his cash came from but his tattoo shop and bar was doin so good, I just wanted him to be 100% legit.

I needed him to be our for our daughter and our unborn ... cause I can't imagine losing him in these streets.

That's sum that weighs heavy on my mind daily — my nerves got real bad after having Naya.