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A D'Angelo Russell imagine.

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"Mrs Russell, the paternity test results have come back. Would you like me to open them?" Doctor Harris asked as I nervously tapped my acrylics against each other.

"Uhm... okay," I trailed off and sat up right from slouching.

He brought the brown envelope closer to his face and ripped it apart, revealing a white paper.

"It reads here that... the compatibility of the child to Mr D'Angelo Danté Russell is... 0.00% while compatibility to Mr Brandon James is 99.99%. It is Brandon James' baby."

My heart dropped as I raised my hands to my face in shock.

"No, there's gotta be some mistake..."

"I'm afraid not, Mrs Russell."

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"There's gotta be some mistake.. there's gotta be SOME MISTAKE!" I shot up with sweat streaming down my forehead.

D slowly got up a few minutes later, since I was in his arms. He groaned and rubbed his eyes before turning the side lamp on.

"You okay baby?" He asked with his eyes half closed.

He soon realized I was sweating and crying and he got some wipes.

"Yeah, yeah... go back to bed."

"You're crying? We'll head straight to the doctor if that's what you need."

"I'm okay, D'Angelo. It was just... a nightmare."

With that said, he pulled me closer to him and fell back into his sleeping frenzy. I sighed in relief from being able to convince him I was fine. Usually he'd make sure I fell asleep first and I'm glad this was one of those days where he had a heavy practice session.

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Next morning...

I hurriedly put my boots on so I could leave before D'Angelo woke up. I grabbed my keys and bag and rushed out the room and it hit me while I was halfway down the stairs that he wasn't in bed. I softly cursed to myself, hoping he'd be in the gym and not in the kitchen.

And my hopes were too high.

"Where are you off to so early in the morning?" He looked back from the fridge with a water bottle in his hand.

"I uh- I have a doctors appointment which I'm already late for babe. See you in a few."

"Why didn't you tell me my love? Let me shower real quick and come with you-"