𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝗼𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥

Epilogue

Theodore

"Daddy! Daddy? can I get this please?", the little voice said. I smiled down at the little girl that was a mixture of her mom and I. She had big dark hazel eyes, light caramel skin, and brown curly hair that was currently styled In two cornrows. After I finished college Jaelen and I married, even though dad and I's relationship at the time was rocky Jaelen wanted me to give him a chance so Zayla could know her grandparents.

Two years after we got married Jaelen found out she was pregnant with Zayla. It was the most nerve-wracking experience I've ever gone through, and even though she never said It I could see Jaelen was just as afraid as me. It wasn't like taking care of a puppy, we'd be someone's parents, we'd be caring for a new born baby, a little defenseless human being would be dependent on us for everything. 

During her last trimester I was beyond stressed, I would stay up to the crack of dawn In the nursery reading the baby books, my mom gave us. I was scared I'd end up lIke my dad with my child, controlling, overbearing and strict.  I understand the world is a dangerous place, and there were sick people out there. I understood why some parents were the way they are, but my dad took It to a whole nother level and tried using the Bible as a way to keep me and my brothers In line. 

But I didn't want to be that way, I wanted to be an understanding and caring parent but still discipline her when It was necessary. I loved Zayla with every fiber of my being and from the first time I held her In my arms I vowed to give my life for hers.

"Of course you can baby", I placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Theodore!", Jaelen called out, approaching us. "Did you find the confetti?".

"Look mommy, do you like my tiara? Daddy said I could get It", Zayla happily said.

Jaelen squinted her eyes at me. This little girl was gonna get me In trouble.

"Babe does she really need that she has two of them at home already. And we're supposed to be getting the rest of the stuff for Win, not shopping for ourselves".

"I know baby but you can't tell me our little princess doesn't look cute with It on. Besides I already got most of the Items off the list, we were just waiting for you".

"Look at this face, can you really deny this face", I said as me and Zayla poked our lips out.

Jaelen looks away shaking her head with a smile. "You do look, beautiful baby. You can get It but that's it, three's enough".

"Yeah!", Zayla and I shower Jaelen with affection. 

"We love you, mommy", I said, kissing her face.

"Mhm, you know y'all ain't right when you double teamed me like dat", we made our way to the checkout line.

I shrugged. "It's not my fault she's a daddy's girl".

"Boy please, all she has to do is give you the look she just gave me and it's a wrap".

"Exactly so really If you think about It, It's your fault".

I took Zayla out of the cart once we got outside. 

"And how exactly is It my fault you can't tell your daughter no?".