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Deja Hiott .💕

"What's The Chances of him
Surviving before you Put him Back ?"

"It's Fifty Fifty , Ms. Hiott lets be clear If We do not remove this Tumor He will Die , If we Do He Has a Fifty Percent chance."

"Bryson..."

"I'm Right here baby."

"We have Said No to Letting Mr.Tiller Stay in the Operating Room. We Are aware of You prior Complications And Surgeries Prior to Your pregnancy. And We Know He has Helped In These Situations but It's Too Risky."

Bryson Tiller .👅

"What ?!I can't do it if he's not in there!" I could tell She was about To Cry , Her breathing Got heavy before she looked At Me.

"Can We Have A Minute ?" Her Surgeon Nodded and Dej Began Crying , I hated seeing Her Cry.

"Stop It Dej."

"Bryson I'm Scared."

"I know you're scared But If You Don't do This We Might Not ever See Our Son And I'LL Be damned If I lose The Both Of you. I love you Dej... I'll always Be by yourself, you'll be okay. I promise...I love You Deja."

"I love you Too Bryson." She Smiled A Little , I know It's Pretty Obvious That Deja And I had feelings for each other. I didn't realize we'd Get this Far. Almost a Year Ago I was Watching her go into surgery , she was scared to go without me.

"You Ready ?" Her surgeon Asked And She Nodded.

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"Mr.Tiller?" I jumped Up out Of my Sleep , And Looked Up At Dr. Brenner.

"Your Wife Is Not Of surgery But Baby Doing Well But We Have Some News."

"What Is It ?!"

"The Tumor was Removed and Your boy is perfectly healthy...but--"

"But What ?!"

"Ms.Hiott is Pregnant With Twins."

"Stop ! You're lying !" Ms Karen , Deja's Mom yelled, Dr. Brenner chuckled.

"Now , Mr.Tiller Your Daughter is Perfectly healthy."

"My daughter ?" I covered my mouth and I could Feel My Eyes Stinging.

"Omg Bryson's Crying !"

"Because of your boy being so shy , he was hiding his sister in the ultrasounds. We Had to remover both Babies From Her Uterus You are Welcome to See Your children While they're In Incubators Waiting to Be Place back in Her uterus."

She walked Me back and Gave Me A Surgery robe, mask and gloves. She Opened The Door to The Nursery and We Passed a Few Babies , and then there were mine...so tiny. I glanced at The name Tag [Deja Hiott / Tiller] I smiled a little.

"Here's your boy.. And your girl , she looks Like Her Mum, she has your lips and Ears though." I smiled staring at her , I already had a Name in Mind.

"I love you Babygirl." I was Sad that I couldn't Touch her, She began to move and smile.

"Now he looks just like You Except his Mothers Complexion , They're Adorable." I smiled big looking at My Son For the First Time.

"Can I take A Picture ?"

"Go ahead , We Have to Get them Back Inside Soon." She chuckled and I took a Quick picture of the Both of them.

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