Chapter 3

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Antonio Rossi pov:

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"Preg? Pregnant?" I ask. I looks at her with guilt taking over me and tears in my eyes that were threatening to spill.

I'm a dad.

We're parents.

I missed everything.

Because of those bastards.

"Just forget I even said anything" she said trying to walk off.

I grab her arm.

"Please Mya I love you." I say.

"IF YOU LOVED ME YOU WOULD HAVE NEVER LEFT." She screams while tears run down her face.

"Please Mya I'll explain everything when i can." "just don't give up on us ok" "please" I beg.

"I just wanna go home Antonio please." She whispers.

"I want to meet her." I say.

"What?" She asks barley above a whisper.

"I want to meet my daughter please mya." I say.

"I've already missed so much." She sighs.

"Ok meet me at our place." I look at her and smile "our place"

Flashback

I was walking into Sunny's dinner when I see the most prettiest girl I have ever seen.

I sat down.

Stared at her.

Oh god your a weirdo stop staring at the poor girl.

I look at her one more time. She's looking at me.

She blushes.

I smile.

I got up from my seat and went to her table.

"Is this seats taken." I ask.

"No" she whispers blushing.

Flashback over

Mya Gomez pov:

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"Ok" he says.

I wipe my tears.

"I- um I'm gonna go." I say about to walk away.

Before he grabs my arm and pulls me into a kiss.

His lips were warm and soft. My lips parted as he slipped his tongue inside my mouth.

Exploring ever part.

Our bodies pressed, breathing heavily as we were fighting for dominance.

Which he won.

When all of a sudden the door slams open and i it's my mother.

Me and Antonio pull away.

Fast.

"She won't stop cry for you" my mom says handing me sage.

Sage is bawling her eyes out saying.

"I want my mommy I want my mommy"

"Ok mommy's little angel im right here how about we get ice cream" I say.

Antonio is staring at Sage in my arms.

"I'll see you tomorrow Antonio." I say

"My numbers the same." I say.

Walking out the bathroom.

My mother follows.

"Mya what the fuck were you doing" my mother ask.

"Nothing mom , I'm really tired and I wanna take my daughter to get ice cream and go to bed. so can we please please please just wait till tomorrow for you to scold me about how irresponsible , dumb , ignorant. I am please." I beg.

She looks at me with a guilty expression.

"Ok I'm sorry." She says.

"I just want what's best for you and sage."

"I know mom and I thank you for that everyday but I'm just so tired."

"Do you know we're ale is?" I ask.

"Yea he's talking to your father" she says.

I spot them and walk over to my father and ale.

"Ale im ready to go." I say.

"Are you?" I ask.

"I am if you are." He says.

We say good bye to everyone and go back into the limo.

Sage is asleep on me so no ice cream tonight makes it easier for me.

"So what happened with you and Antonio?" ale asks Sounding a bit jealous.

"We just had an argument about sage and our marriage" i say looking out the window.

"So what-." I cut him off.

"Can we just talk about this Tomorrow , I'm really tired." I say.

When we finally arrive home I put sage to bed.

Ale told me he was gonna head home.

Hayley was staying with her boyfriend tonight so I was here all by myself beside sage.

It gave me time to think about what I want and what I want for my child. I was sitting in sages room watching her sleep.

When I got a message.

Tonio:bold
Mya:normal

Unknown number

Unknown number: Hey.

Me:uh who is this?

Unknown number: it's Antonio I was wondering what time I should pick you and sage up tomorrow.

Me:um I have meeting in the afternoon so it would have to be later in the day so 5-6 sound good?

Change named to tonio:

Tonio:of course.
Tonio: same house?

Me:yup.
Me:well I have to go good night.

Tonio:good night I love you.

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