Loving Hard 2| A REMA FAN-FICTION.

Chapter 2.

A WEEK LATER.
IMADE'S POV.

"What would you want to name the baby?" He asked, as he prepared breakfast for me shirtless, looking as handsome and enticing like a sexy bar of chocolate.

"I don't know. For a girl, Isabella will be so cute and if it's a boy, then he will be named after your brother. But I know, and you know and God, our heavenly father knows, we have a girl." He smiled at that and served me a beautiful three doughnuts coated in jam and sugar with three unnecessary sausages next to it.

I had just been craving anything that's sweet with flour for the past month as I was now three and a half months pregnant.

"We will see." He responded and kissed my forehead taking a seat on the couch next to me.

"I love you and your thick ass." He said all of a sudden as we focused on the movie playing.

"I love you too." I responded with my mouth full making him shake his head and lick the side of my mouth which had sugar and jam.

"Nasty."

Then I woke up, breathing in and out heavily with tears in my eyes, "At least it wasn't a bad memory." I muttered in gratitude to God.

The memories were eating up especially the night...the night where everything went south and I almost died.

Climbing out of bed, I tossed the duvet to the side, and put on some soulful music, and was there anyone who I needed to hear other than Tems?

After saying a quick morning prayer, I connected my phone to the Bluetooth speaker and picked out one of my favorite songs at the moment, Hold On By Tems.

..Some people love to see a grown man cry
I made mistakes, in like a million ways
All that I did, I didn't waste my time
'Cause I know I never trade my life
Maybe you laugh, but in your room you cry...

"I said," Hold on..." I sang as I opened the curtains letting the morning light shine through my room.

I was living in a two bedroom apartment sponsored by my business in Lagos which was thriving and for now, I was simply selling high quality sneakers gotten directly from various companies. It wasn't a huge hassle managing it from here, having a great team, but there were still days when I received thousands of texts and calls from my staff, especially on restock days.

I was always going to be grateful to HIM for this as he was the one who employed the staff, got the space on my birthday years back and invested some money. I had so much money set aside to repay him if I ever decide to bring myself to see him.

I exhaled deeply and looked at myself in the mirror, "You are beautifully and wonderfully made by God, more than enough, loved and worthy. And you're going to have a beautiful day, might be a little bit stressful but you got this! God got you covered!"

I spoke to myself like that in the mirror like that everyday, spending time with God and it helped me greatly.

I had my entire day planned out. I was having a study marathon with Debbie at the library, then by 6 in the evening, we were going to spend time with Wendy who was having a boy drama. And that was it.