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MiniLadd - It's not because I don't love you Pt.3

Sorry for not publishing it fast enough.. Im really busy with studies as you know my national exam is coning... so yeah..

I forgot to mention that you have an eldest sister named Syaq (lol me), married to Evan and 3 months pregnant (pregnant 1 month later then you).

So lets continue to da story shall we!

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-- 3 MONTHS LATER --

[YOUR POV]

"... i love you and i hope to see you again soon, love." I whispered as i place down the flowers and walk back to Syaq's, Car. "Ready to go Dolly?" Syaq said and i chuckled.

"Never gonna call me by my real name still?"

"Never because you will always be called Dolly for me."

"Fine.. and yes, ready to go" and with that, she started the engine and drive back to our family home, the mansion.

The story behind my nickname Dolly is that when i was a baby, i looked like a doll. Since then, Syaq began to call me Dolly till now.

I look out the window and ponder. I'm 7 months pregnant by now. I miss him. Alot.

*TIME SKIP*

"Syaq.. ill go up to my bedroom first"

"Ah yeah sure.." she said as she flop on the couch and took out her phone. Probably chatting with Evan.

I sat on my bedside and blankly look into spaces. Alot of things are floating in my mind. I miss him so much. Tear began to flow as i think about it. Then I remembered that Mini talked about his black diary.

I run down the stairs, oh but slowly since im 'big', while shouting for Syaq's name.

"Ya ya what Dolly?" She stand up slowly and i practically pulled her outside to her car.

"Drive me to my house.."

"But this is you house to-"

"Mini and my house.. please Syaq"

"You are pregnant and you need to res-"

"Send me there now.. ill rest there.."

"Fine.. get in"

*TIME SKIP*

"Hey Dolly. Dont take too long. I have to go to work now. Bye!" Syaq shouted as she drive away.

"Bye!" I waved and walk into our house. I breathe in as i could still smell Mini's cologne. I smile and go into our bedroom, kneeling down at our drawer to find his black diary. Finally found it and the title of the book touched my heart.

'It's not because I don't love you'

I understand what it means. The title talks about us. He would rarely say i love you to me because he is a shy type. I have to always beg him to say those 3 words. Thinking about this makes me cry. I

breathe in slowly, walk out of our house to a bench outside our house and open up the book to read it.

'To my wonderful cutie wife,
(Y/N) Thompson.

I erm.. decided to write this to you. I am sorry for all i did before I even met you. You changed my whole life. From bad to good.
Without you, I think i will end up in jail for killing people, robbing and other bad stuff gangsters do.
To be honest, I didnt even think that I would ever bump into you at the sidewalk. You were scared and its adorable.
When I saw you, I feel like you are special and I have to know you. That is why when you were walking home, I pulled you to an alleyway to talk to you. I am so lucky that you didnt even scream.