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Ariana's Pov "The court date has been pushed back 3 days because your ex's lawyer is very sick." My lawyer Marlene tells me making me sigh out in relief. I really need a few days before I see him, plus I totally forgot that Aviana and I have a therapy session together tomorrow at around 1:00.
I'm very nervous for this session only because she doesn't know about it. Instead of Ricky picking her at school tomorrow it's going to be me, whether she likes it or not.
"Okay sounds good. I'll be in touch with you sooner than later Mar.Thank you so much again for everything. I feel confident." I tell her. We are face chatting on our laptops I'm in my living room so I don't wake up my kids.
"You're so welcome doll. I'll talk to you soon." She waves before hanging up.
I let out a sigh.
The babies are still asleep and ever since Aviana left me the way she did, I've been busying myself with work.
I'm about to call my mom when I hear the door bell ring.
I roll my eyes in annoyance. I really just don't need anyone here right now. I just want to be by myself.
I open the door and see Mac was at the door.
I quickly hug him, but he just stands there.
"I forgot my phone." He states blandly after I release him from my hug.
"I'm so so so so so sorry. I don't mean anything I said I was just overwhelmed, and sad, and stressed out and I just took it on you. You are an amazing boyfriend and I'm so blessed and lucky to have you. Please I promise I'll be a better girlfriend." I cry out as he maneuvers around the house trying to look for his phone.
"Ari. Have you seen my phone?" He asks.
I sigh and give up trying to talk to him. He's not gonna want me.
"It's in the guest room." I reply where we "slept" together last night.
He nods and makes his way down to the hall.
I sit back down in the living room and begin working on my lap top again.
"Well I'm gonna head out then." He explains.
I feel my heart break a little.
Before he can leave I stop him.
"Wait. What's this mean? Are we calling it off?" I ask looking up at his beautiful blue eyes. They're so captivating and mysterious.
He looks down at me and sighs. Feeling a bit insecure of my apparel I cover myself with a pillow.
I'm wearing booty shorts and a sports bra. It's hot in august. Especially in California.
