Chapter 8

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Ariana's pov"I don't understand why Ameera can go and I can't

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Ariana's pov
"I don't understand why Ameera can go and I can't." Aviana mumbles as she helps me pack the 10 month old's bags.

I sigh.

We leave tomorrow morning and I had just finished packing my bags. All I have left is Ameera and then we're on our way to Houston Texas.

I decided to let Aviana and Wilder stay with Ricky because what kind of mother would I be if I didn't let them be with their father.

My ex still hasn't apologized for what he said to me, but I'm not gonna let it bother me. I want to begin this tour with a very positive attitude. Ricky said he would hold off the divorce until after my tour so I wouldn't miss any court days, which was I guess nice of him, but he still wants full custody of our children. That is not okay ok any level. I'm not a bad mother.

"Because Aviana you have school. I can't let you miss too many days, they'll kick you out." I fold the tiny baby clothes and place them in the suitcase.

"Or it's because you can't live without Ameera. We all know she's your favorite." My oldest shrugs causing me to grow a bit irritated.

"That's not true Aviana. I love all of you equally." I sternly state.

Of course I pay more attention to Ameera, she's a baby. I know that Aviana's independent and that she can help me with Wilder so I don't necessarily hang out with them a lot but I'm trying my best.

"Can I go to my room now?" She ignores my comment and gets up from the floor.

Ameera and Wilder are downstairs with Mac who is leaving with us tomorrow. I am so excited I get to be with him on this journey. He honestly brings out the best in me.

"Yeah, go get ready. You and I are gonna go out somewhere." I remember what I had planned for just the two of us. This a rare occasion, for we hardly have time to hang out with just each other. It could be a fun time or it could be an awful time, you never know with my teenager.

She mumbles an okay before leaving my room.

Placing the last couple of items in the luggage I get up and start to get ready.

Her outfit:

Her outfit:

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