𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂

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| February 2nd - Miami Florida |
| Kentrell's house - 9:45am |

Kentrell's POV:

| February 2nd - Miami Florida | | Kentrell's house - 9:45am |•Kentrell's POV:

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"You hungry?" I asked Ariana as she walked down the steps. She was wearing one of my shirts which was very oversized for her. Her hair was messed up and it looked like she had a rough night.

"No" she mumbled. "Ariana you gotta eat. You're three months pregnant" I sighed. "I'm just not hungry"

"Ima make you some Pancakes anyways" I said before pulling out the box of pancake mix.

"Kentrell you really don't have to-"

"When's your next appointment?" I asked trying to change the subject. "In a few days" she mumbled. "You want me to go with you?"

"If you want to, it really doesn't matter"

"Nah I'll just go with you. Nene thinks you guys should go out to dinner with Iyanna and Nisha" I said while mixing the water into the pancake mix.

"I don't feel like going out" Ariana mumbled. "Ok well you gon have to leave the house at some point"

"I know" she mumbled again and I sucked my teeth. "Ight Ari, me and you going out"

"Kentrell I-"

"We'll leave at seven tonight ight?"

"Ok" she sighed. "Go lay down. I'll call you when the food is ready" I said and she nodded before walking upstairs.

I started pouring the mix into a pan on the stove when my phone started ringing.

"Hello"

"Hey baby" Dominique said on the other end of the phone. "How's the trip"

"Good, relaxing...I miss you though"

"I miss you too" I said while flipping the pancake. "How was the funeral?"

"Hard" I admitted. "Well we can talk about it when I get home. I'll be there on the fifth" she said and I nodded. "Ok that's cool"

"Did Ariana go to the funeral?"

"Yeah that was her boyfriend so-"

"I know but she's been ghost lately since everything's went down. I mean I don't really care but I feel bad for the poor girl" Dominique said trying to sound sympathetic.

"I mean this is her second boyfriend to die-"

"I'll talk to you later Nique"

"Ok...are you okay?" She questioned and I rolled my eyes. "Yeah I'm cool"

"Ok I love you"

"Love you too" I said before hanging up.

A few minutes later the food was ready. Ari and I sat in the kitchen eating. She ate her pancakes but I know she didn't want to. She was just doing it for the baby.

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