𝙸𝚏 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙺𝚗𝚎𝚠 (ʙᴡᴡᴍ)

Chapter 23

Giovanni POV

Today is the day we are all going to California for vacation. The boys had an extra ticket and they given it to me. Of course.

We got off the plane about 3 hours ago. Micheal and Attona are gonna share one room, while me and trey are gonna share another.

"I texted Attona, she said meet her at some restaurant and look nice. She met old friends and they gonna be there and one of them got a kid." Micheal said.

"What 'old friends' and why they bringing a kid?" I ask.

Micheal and Trey look at each other, "what?"

"Nothing Nigga, just get ready first since yo ass take the longest." Trey said and I put my middle finger up.

About an hour later, we all on the way to the restaurant.

I have on a black dress shirt with some black slacks, my stud in as well as my ear piercings and some chains. Some rings to decorate my fingers.

We park and make our way inside.

We spot Attona And Angelina sitting at a table but there's another purse. Whom is it? "You can't sit there." Angelina says to trey

I take a seat in front of an empty chair. I hear a baby giggling and I look up to see my high school girlfriend holding a baby that looks just like her.

I stare at her in shock then look towards trey and Micheal with a hard glare. They instantly look away.

She looks up from, what I'm guessing, her daughter and make direct eye-contact with me. Slowing down her movements.

Oh, have I missed those beautiful brown eyes.

She takes a seat directly in front of me, where her purse was. And puts her daughter in the other chair.

With everyone at the table staring at us, she smiles at me.

She fucking smiles at me. The girl who broke my heart fucking smiles at me. And I love it, I've missed it, I didn't know that I craved it, needed it until now.

My eyes soften at the beautiful sight in front of me, "hey..." she said, her voice soft.

"hey..." I said, my voice low.

I feel anger at her for leaving me and believing that bitch over me, but I also feel happy and sort of relieved for some reason....

But also confused because who fuckin baby is that? I mean clearly it's hers but who the fuck is the father?

She looks to the rest of the table and I hear throats being cleared and conversation going but I don't look.

I can't. My eyes are stuck on her. Her beauty. I didn't know she could grow more beautiful but she did. She looks so mature, so confident .

She gaze turns to me, "how have you been... over the years?" She asks me.

Ugh... that voice.

I've also noticed how her hips got wider, they fit her tall figure. With her slightly smaller waist. Her hips move with every step she takes. So effortlessly, beautifully, and elegantly.