Strength

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I sat down as Candice did too. Holding Aleah while she was on her breathing treatment. It pained me to see a baby this small suffer in a big way, but Candy's being strong about it. Something I hope Aleah gains during the month or so staying here.

"You been holding her foreverrr. Can I get a turn?" I asked as Candy finger combed Aleah's head full of dark curls. Like Tristan's when he was born. He had my brown hair, but then it went and lightened up on me as he got older. That might happen with Aleah, seeing that her mom has dirty blonde and brown natural hair from her mom and dad, but then there's Léon.

I still haven't mentioned meeting Tiara to her yet and she's been trying to get in touch with me lately. I always told her "I'm busy" cause I am, but I wanna plan it to where she can meet up at our place and we can hash it out there.

"She's not one of your toys so be careful Chris." She warned me sternly as she slowly handed Aleah over to me.

"Don't worry. I'm careful with my toys too." I winked and she gave me that nigga try me look like she wanted me to test her so she could do something.

"Okay... okay. You mind calling Chewie from my phone and tell him we ready? I know yours bout dead." I said rocking Aleah gently. She mumbled something under her breath as she grabbed for my phone and sped dialed his number after putting in my code.

Then a call came in...

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