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Sasha's P.O.V ~

Tuesday. Week seven of pregnancy. It's been great.

Y'know besides the cramps and cravings and mood swings and barfing.

It's been just joyous.

I sigh as I gulp down the last of my over the counter headache pills.

Migraines must be the worst part of all of this. My head is pounding.

It feels like there is a little midget scratching chalkboards up there...

Fucking hell.

"Do you want me to make you some tea?"

I glance up at Alexa and smile,

"Yes. That would be wonderful."

She grins back as she walks over to the cabinet to gather the pack of Twinnings.

I can't believe we used to hate each other.

"English Breakfast as always?"

I nod and sit down on the couch with a dramatic sigh.

Alexa has been my new little helper these last few days.

She's out on a bruised ribs injury and though I told her to let me be and rest, she refused.

She's been making me my much desired tea as well as forcing me to drink those disgusting boujee vegetable shots as they are supposedly good for the baby.

The baby's mouth hasn't even freaking developed yet so I don't see the big idea.

I switch on the television and begin to flip mindlessly through the channels.

News, reality shows, drama shows.

I tense when I land on a stupid media special discussing the big news of the century.

"Seth Rollins was caught cheating on his newlywed wife with a woman whom is known to be his ex. WWE fans and social media are quote, "disgusted", with Seth's actions. Wife Sasha Banks has yet to speak on this matter but new sources are telling us that-"

"Hey- woah woah woah."

Alexa rushes over with my steaming hot cup of tea and she nearly drops it on her Persian rug as she steals the remote back from me and quickly changes the channel to a rerun of the Kardashians.

"No. I will not have you watching any of that. That's not good for you." She frowns and places her hands on her hips.

"Alexa it's fine, it really doesn't bother me." I murmur.

She scoffs,

"Really? Is that why you look like you're about to cry?"

I bite my quivering lip and look down as a single tear leaves my eye.

"Oh Sash, come here."

I quickly try to rub back the tears as she holds on to me.

I hate crying.

Especially when it's in front of other people.

"I don't understand why I'm so emotional."