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I don't know if Elijah even knows that he's gonna be a dad. If he doesn't, somebody  needs to tell him and it ain't gonna be me.

Hours later**

We were still sitting in the waiting room waiting for someone to tell us what's going on. I need her.  I need Milani in my life. She's the only thing that makes me feel like I can always succeed. She's my world and so much more.

Soon enough, the doctor walks towards us.

"Family of Milania Mack?? " Everyone stood up at the exact same time. "There's good and bad news" Please tell me she's gonna be okay "The good news is that Milani is okay and she's healthy but the bad news is that if Milania is hurt physically, she's not gonna be able to have the baby. " Hold on what?  A baby?

"Doc, Milani isn't pregnant." I said.

"Elijah she is. " Camila said.

"So you knew? " I asked

"Yes.  She wanted to tell you when she's ready. " "but you already know now " I really don't understand why it was so hard for her to tell me that she's pregnant. She knew I wanted kids and I loved kids and I loved her too.

"You can go see her. " he walked away a couple steps and turned around "don't make too much noise" he added. Now I'm really pissed off.

Walking into the hospital room was hard for me to do. It's hard to see someone I love in the hospital  period. She was laying down and she was asleep. When woody came in, she woke up. His loud ass..

"Milani! " he yelled. I'm guessing this nigga ain't hear the part when we were told to be quiet.

"Oh my gosh.. You guys came to see me?! " milani said. She was so excited. Why?

"Milani I'm glad you're okay. What happened? "

"I just fainted that's all. " she answered. That didn't really sound right to me. There was a pill bottle not too far from her. Why is she lying to us?

"Milani I know you're pregnant and I'm actually glad that you and the baby are okay. " I spoke up. She looked at me and rubbed her stomach. "Why didn't you tell me? "

"The baby? " she asked

"Yeah the baby. Our baby."

"Elijah.." She dragged. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay babe. The doc said you would have to take better care. We all got you." She smiled. I hugged her tightly. "We are gonna be a family "










A family..





















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