Naya rivera is a beautiful, talented, charismatic woman but most importantly she's a mom. After, her divorce and the end of the pandemic an old flame returns. Can they move on or will the past hold them back?
Disclaimer: I know Naya is longer with u...
I was on the way to pick up Naya and Kevin since the party begins at 8 p.m. The car pulled into Naya's driveway, and Kevin opened the front door while I told the driver to wait.
"Hey, Kevin," I said as I walked inside.
"Hi, Sean, don't worry, I'm not going to tweet about you on Twitter this time," Kevin responded, noticing I was nervous since I hadn't seen him since Naya and I broke up. I laughed, remembering how messy Naya and I had broken up—Kevin even tweeted what an idiot I was.
"Naya, your man is here, so let's go," Kevin yelled. Naya slowly descended the stairs, with her makeup artist and hairstylist behind her. Naya stood in front of me, looking like an absolute goddess, and I was at a loss for words.
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(Makeup look)
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(Dress)
"Hello," Naya said, waving her hands before my face.
"Hey," I said, pulling her into a hug, embarrassed that I spaced out a little.
"You ready to go?" I asked Naya and Kevin as her makeup artists and hairstylists.
"Yeah, let's get it," Kevin said as everyone walked to the car. Kevin and Naya went to the car, and I followed behind them.
