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Toni's POV
I was sitting on the couch, with my face buried in my hands, tears streaming down my cheeks. The room is quiet, filled with a sense of despair. The doorbell rings, and I wiped my tears, trying to compose myself. I get up and open the door to see Tamar,
Who I had been expecting.
"Hey Toni, I came as soon as I heard. Are you okay?""No, Tamar. I'm not okay. Everything's falling apart."
Tamar stepped inside and closes the door behind her.
As I walked slowly back to the couch, Tamar followed and sat down right next to me and turned to look at me."Sorry I haven't been able to get by here,
You know making an album ain't easy..Tell me what happened.""Tianna... she's pregnant. Sixteen and fucking pregnant."
"You mean Tatianna?" Tamar said surprised.
"No Tay, Tianna..my second born."
"No. No. Not my little angel. You're talking about Ms Nasty attitude, Tatianna"
"The nasty attitude she got from you and No I'm saying Tianna"
"The devil is a lie."
"Yep, I guess I need to talk to her then. I don't know what to say to her black ass right now?"
Tamar leaned back, thinking for a moment. "Just be honest with her, Tone. She needs to know that you're here for her, no matter what. Maybe start by asking her how she feels about everything."
I nodded. "Yeah, that makes sense. I just don't want her to feel like I'm against her or upset...I'm more like..disappointed than upset and aggravated but I also don't want her feeling alone."
"We'll make sure she knows she's loved and supported."
I managed a small smile. "Thanks, Tay. I guess I should go talk to her now."
Tamar stood up. "I'll be right here if you need me. I came to see my babies anyway! Where are they?"
"Kenji is taking his afternoon nap Tay! So leave him alone! And the others are at school!"
"Whatever! Where's your wine bottles? We both need some drinks"
Tamar found my stash of wine bottles and got two glasses and came back to the living room with it.
She sat back down and j talked about the rest of the things that were revealed in the past few weeks.
"And Tatianna... she stole $15,000 from me. I had to send her to live with her father in Atlanta."