7 years later. Our daughter is 7 years old now. Her name is Jayden. Cory is often overprotective of her. But that's what parents do. Jayden looks like Cory, his mom, and me. Mostly like his mom.
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"I bet I can put her hair into two braids." Cory said. "Daddy, last time that happened my part wasn't even." Jayden said. "She's not lying." I said. "Since when did yall become a team and started ganging up on me?" Cory said. "When she was born." I said. Cory smiled. "Can I go play with my toys?" Jayden asked. "Sure." Cory said. "Can I talk to you?" I said. "Sure." Cory said. "I really hate to bring this up but do you remember what happened 7 years ago before Jayden was born?" I said. Cory had paused and said "Yeah." "Thats not the first time it happened to me." Cory looked at me and said "I know." "How'd did you know?" I asked. "I saw the bruises when we first met, y/n." Cory said. "Oh." I said. "Sometimes I don't even understand why you guys are still with me." Cory said. "Because." I said. Cory: "Girl, that is not an answer." Me: Fine. Because we love you."
