Ariana and Ricky are a young couple who have a 12 year old daughter named Aviana and a 2 month old baby boy Wilder. The real plot here is, is Aviana really Ricky's daughter? Did Ariana lie to Ricky?
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Ariana's pov 2 months later
Status. I'm 8 months pregnant, and I'm sick of it. I need baby Ameera out of me like in .5 seconds or I'm going to kill myself. No not literally! I'm just so exhausted.
Aviana's doing good now. She's back in school even though I practically begged her to change her mind about staying in that place, but she refused to leave. And as a mother I know I rather her be happy where she's attending instead of making her life miserable at a different school. Oh a mother's love.
Wilder's 1st birthday is next month which is on the day I'm due. How convenient right? I'm not mentally or emotionally ready or stable to leave Wilder with my mom on his 1st birthday,especially because he's barley turning one. But my mom said that she would make him feel loved. Plus he wouldn't really know it's his birthday cause he's still a baby.
I'm currently sitting on the floor and playing with Wilder in his playroom while Aviana is at school, and Ricky is doing a photo shoot.
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"Hey! what are you doing Wilder?" I ask as he's trying to climb on the bookshelf.
He looks over at me and shrieks. Sassy baby.
"Excuse me? Don't you talk back to me." I playfully scold the little monster.
Plopping his little fat self on the floor he juts his plump lips out and begins to cry. This boy 🙄! He's such a faker.
I start laughing. Whenever I yell at him he starts crying because he knows his ass is getting in trouble.
He begins crawling to me, still full on sobbing.
"Why are you crying? You're okay, nobody did anything to you." I coo as he comes into my embrace.
I begin kissing his face and he starts giggling.
"I love you, I love you, I love you." I say every time my lips had contact with his soft baby skin.
