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Ailani's POV

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Ailani's POV

"It's okay Asad, I got you." I whisper in his ear, kissing his forehead softly as I cradled him close to my chest.

It had to have been after 3 a.m. and he woke me from my sleep screaming as if he were being battered.

I paced the floor, trying to soothe him, but nothing seemed to work. I changed his diaper, tried giving him a bottle, heck I even tried the pacifier, but he just wouldn't stop crying.

His tiny cries filled my apartment, and as if things couldn't get any worse, my phone started to ring, and without checking the caller ID I picked up.

"What?!" I snapped.

"Woah there mama bear, it's just me." London's voice speaks through the phone and I release a sigh.

"I'm sorry, I'm just on edge. Asad has been crying for the past thirty minutes nonstop and I'm just really tired."

"Have you tried swaddling him?" He asks and I frowned.

Funny thing is, I hadn't tried swaddling him, and so I did just that, wrapping him in a receiver blanket and held him.

"-Put him back in the crib on his side, and put the pacifier in his mouth." He instructs and I followed.

Asad whimpered, then eventually he was as quiet as a mouse. I smiled and looked up to the ceiling, thanking god and stumbled back into bed.

"It worked, thank you so much."

He chuckled. "Hey, don't mention it. You're talking to someone who grew up around babies since my moms owns a daycare back in Memphis."

"I was just about to ask how you knew so much-" We share a laugh. "–but it's 3 a.m dude, why are you even up?"

"I couldn't wait any longer to tell you. I talked to Abel and he wanted me to book you and Asad a flight to Toronto. All you need to do is pack your bags and make sure you have his birth certificate. I'll have his passport on me when you arrive at the hanger tomorrow at 10."

"You guys are so last minute it's ridiculous. Now I have to pack our bags at three in the fucking morning, I swear between you, Abel, and Assad, you guys are gonna kill me."

"Aww we love you too much to let you die, besides I think that nigga tripping off Bella neanderthal lookin' ass. I can't believe he fucked up and chose her." He kisses his teeth and I nod as if he could see me.

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