Chapter 21

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Mya Gomez pov:

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Antonio we really need to talk.

Please pick up the phone.

Baby I'm pregnant.

What?

I love you please answer me.

Do you have a new bitch or something.

Please daddy I miss you.

"I'm so fucking dumb" I whisper to myself trying not to cry.

"What's wrong mommy?" Sage asks.

"Nothing baby , but it's time to go." I say wiping
my tears and grabbing sage.

"But what about my food?"

"I'll get you something?"

"But daddy-"

"Sage just come on"

I pull out my phone and call a Uber.

I know it's dumb of me to leave but I just need a little alone time.

I can't look him in his eyes right now.

I can't talk to him.

I cant. I cant.

Antonio rossi pov:

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When I walk out the bathroom I look at our table and it was empty.

What the fuck?

"Maybe they went to the bath room" I say to myself.

But when I look down Mya's purse was gone plus sages iPad.

"Hey" I say catching the attention of one of the waiters.

"Um do you know where the people that were sitting here went?" I ask.

"The women and the child?" He asks and I nod my head.

"Oh they left a few minutes ago-"

Oh no.

I run outside looking for them and seeing no one.

I run back inside and grab my phone when I see it's on Mya's side of the table I swipe and unlock it.

"Oh my god" I whisper when I see something I sure as hell didn't wanna see.

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Antonio we really need to talk.

Please pick up the phone.

Baby I'm pregnant.

I love you please answer me.

Do you have a new bitch or something.

Please daddy I miss you.

Stop texting my phone it's not my baby.

I swipe off of text messages and start trying to call mya.

Ring after ring after ring.

She didn't answer.

So what the next best thing?

Going to her house.

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