Chapter 2

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Dimond's POV

I was currently trying to get a photo for my Instagram with Mila

She loves taking photo's, always taking random photos on my phone, or Nisha's and her iPad

'' Finally, I got one" I muttered as Mila sat in my lap and I played with her hair

'' Finally, I got one" I muttered as Mila sat in my lap and I played with her hair

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I laid down with Mila when a text message came in from a unfamiliar number

Messages

Unkown number: Hey its London, I was wondering if I could come over and see my daughter

Dimond: yea sure, the address is 279 Orchard Terrace Melrose Mews

London: Alright be there in a few minutes

End of convo

I powered off my phone and picked up Mila

'' you hungry baby'' I asked and she nodded

I placed her on my hip as she played on my phone, we got in the kitchen and I sat her down on the counter

'' sit there baby don't move'' I said before going through the cabinets

I settled on Macaroni and Cheese

I grabbed the milk from the fridge and placed it on the counter

I poured the Macaroni in the boiling pot and placed the cheese on the counter

soon I turned the fire down and took the pot off the fire straining off the water before placing it back on the fire

I poured the milk and added the cheese and mixed together creating a creamy goodness

Just as I turned the fire off the door bell rang

'' COMING'' I yelled washing my hands and picking up Mila off the floor as she ran to the front door

I opened the door revealing London

'' hey'' I said

'' hey'' he said

'' well come on in'' I said moving as he walked in

I locked the door to see Mila not where she was

'' Mila'' I called out

'' I'm in the kwichen mama'' she said

'' follow me'' I said as I walked into the kitchen were Mila was trying to get on the stool

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