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London, England.
10pm

Aaliyah cross the bedroom and sat on the bed, she unlocks her iPhone 12promax deciding to go through her Instagram feeds absent-mindedly. As usual her name was once again all over the news, ever since her marriage to popular afrobeat veteran her name was always the topic of discussion, she was photographed everywhere, press followed her. Not that she wasn't a celebrity before, she was a renowned model who has worked for many big brand and was the global ambassador for LV.

She was doing exceptionally well in the US and now in London since she moved down here, after she married the man of her dreams.

Aaliyah remembered when they met their relationship wasn't as rosy due to the difference in their culture. She was American from New York while he was Nigerian but that didn't stop them from blossoming into marriage.

Their wedding was the talk of the year, it increased her popularity causing more bigger brands to work with her.

Aaliyah sigh and click on a particular headline.

'Beauty mogul and model Aaliyah seen exiting Trinity hospital earlier this afternoon.'

Followed by a picture of her exiting a hospital dressed in an all black outfit, she still wondered how the press got to know she was in the one even with the long black scarf tied around her head and darkest black shade available the paparazzi still found out she was the one. Aaliyah clicked on the comment section rolling her eyes scrolling through.

'damn I hope she's fine, she looks really pale'
'isnt this the third time this month?' so what's your business???'
'hope she hasn't gotten COVID?'
'your mama got COVID not her'
'oh shut up! She probably is sick or something, please take care of yourself @aaliyah'

Aaliyah read more before exiting the app; throwing her phone on the bed she sank deeper into the soft mattress.

She wasn't sick, she didn't even have COVID, infact she was at the hospital to see a gynaecologist. No one knew this but she decided earlier that year to start trying for a child, it's been two years since her marriage and she was yet to conceive.

Not that it bothered her too much but Aaliyah felt it was time to have a child now. She'd been trying naturally for a year and it wasn't working so she decided to seek medical help. She didn't tell anyone of her plan yet but since the media beat her to it she knew she had to tell her husband at least. Aaliyah was scared of how he might react to the news of her trying for a child, he'd told her they'd have children at the right time but what was the right time if it was now?

Aaliyah quickly sat up when the bedroom door squeak open followed by footsteps coming towards the bed. She quietly watched as her husband of two years entered the room avoiding her. She wince at the thought that he was still angry with her following their argument that morning.

Aaliyah deciding to be the matured one, roll her eyes forcing her mouth open to talk. "Welcome."

Ayo stops tugging at his jacket button to look at his beautiful wife. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun, she wore a long baggy top stopping at her thighs no makeup and was still very beautiful he felt his heart skip a beat at how sexy she looked. Simple sense told him she was trying to resolve their morning fight but stubbornness made him roll his eyes shrugging. "Yeah."

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