Chapter 11- Mari? Part 2

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 I ended up sitting for hours just talking to Mari. I played with her daughter and her daughter was so cute.

"She's so calm." I spoke a little jealous as her daughter ran off to Emma's old toy box.

"Wasn't Emma?" She asked. I laughed.

"Emma, as your mother put it was you." I laughed. Mari laughed and scratched her head with a ehh expression. "She threw a fit at Alya and Nino's wedding."

"They got married?" Mari asked. I nodded.

"They have two kids around Emma's age." I spoke. "Emma gets along wonderfully with Jamie but Jasmine, in the words of Emma 'she's too girly!'" I laughed with Mari. 

"What does she look like?" Mari asked. I looked over at the clock. 

"Crap Nugget!" I shout. Mari laughed. 

"What?" She asked while laughing. I jump up. 

"Emma's party starts in an hour." I said. I looked at her. "You should come." She froze. 

"Why?" She asked. 

"You are her mother." I spoke. 

"She doesn't know that." Mari said. 

"If you stay she will." I spoke. Mari looked at me before biting her lip. "If you want to come, it's the same apartment from when we use to date." She looked at me and I left out the door. Tom and Sabine told me they'd bring the cake with them. I nodded and left in my car. I showed up at the store and picked up her present. Alya called me and told me Emma was getting upset cause I wasn't home. 

"I'm on my way Alya." I spoke. Stopping at a red light. "Tell her daddy will be there shortly." The light turns green. I start to go. 

Squeal.

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