Layla POV.
I got me my own house. I got a job at a strip club. Aye have to make some money some how. I was at my house thinking. James doesn't remember he DOES have a child. A little girl a matter of fact. James went on a business trip when I was pregnant and I gave the baby up. He must've forgot. Tbh I forgot to. I called the adoption place and asked did they have a little girl by the name of Jayda Parker. They told me they did so I called up james.
"Wassup"
"Hey come pick me up we need to talk" I said.
"About?"
"Just come please." I said.
"Ite" he said and hung up.
I got ready and walked outside. He pulled up and I got in.
"So what you wanna talk about?"
"You remember a couple years ago, it was a day before kehlani birthday I told you I was pregnant."
"For real, so I have a kid out here?"
"Apparently I gave her away. But the adoption place has her." I said.
"Wow, thats crazy. Why the hell would you give her away?"
"I don't know but I'm getting her back." I said.
"Let's go."
We pulled off. We drove to the adoption place and got out.
"Hey, how can I help you two?" A lady asked us at a desk.
"Umm, a couple years ago I gave my daughter up for adoption. I called here a few minutes ago. I wanted to see her and possibly get her back." I said.
"What's her name?"
"Jayda Parker."
"I'll be right back" she said and walked away.
She came back with a little girl that looked just like james. My heart dropped.
"Hey, jayda" I said.
"Hi, who are you?" She said.
"I'm layla, your mother. And this is your father james." I said.
"Really?Am I coming home" she asked.
"I'm trying." I said.
"Ok, why did I come here mommy?" She asked.
"I had to go somewhere very important and you were too little to come." I lied.
"Ohh. I'm glad you came back." She said and hugged me.
"Stay here and talk to your dad ima be right back." I said walking away. I had to get my daughter back.
