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Zyairie POV
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••Three months later••

I'm thinking about taking my locs down; I stare at the photo I sent lamaya

I'm currently in Miami on a business trip the twins are now four months. I want to get this trip over with so I can go back home to my family

"If that's all it's set then. Keep in contact with me on the progress," I shake his hand before walking out

I wipe my hand off in my kerchief before putting it in a plastic bag. Fraid fi dash weh nutn den uh go mi head go chip again

People weird eno

Dialing lamaya's number I went to the parking lot to my car

Getting in I checked around before closing the lock putting up my phone lamaya answers on the second ring

***Mrs. Bartley ❤️💍***

Hey mama

Hi..Zahirie put dat down

She moves away from the coming; I chuckle him a already a hand full and him deven reach one yet

Imagine when him grow older now

Leave yuh sista alone likkle bwoy stop drag har hair

Jesus mon y yuh so rude

Driving off I made my way back to the hotel I'm staying at

Zaharia pops her head into the camera

I take a screenshot

Zaharia

She gives me another smile taking up the phone dripping water from her mouth onto the phone

Aria gimmie mi phone

Lamaya takes the phone from her lifting her off the grung bringing her to the playground section of the house

Taking out couple wipes she sanitized the toys before handing it back to them both

She switches teh camera