June 16th T.I.A.D [F]⚠️

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[Reign's POV]

Princess exited the complex before me, with myself hot on her heels. I can't let her walk further from me, she's still clearly not stable enough to balance or walk on her own. She stumbled earlier on when I showed her a sample of baby boy clothes. She was going to squeal but her voice went mute and she numbly went down. Fortunately for her, I caught her before she hit the floor. She enjoys good health but maybe she couldn't handle her joy. For a moment, I saw her genuine smile at it's peak. It melted my heart.

Before I could ask for assistance, a lady appeared. She looked to be in her mid forties, blonde. She sprinkled her still water on Princess' face for about three times, before she slowly flickered her eyes open. The lady gave me a death glare before saying "Geez, young man. You cannot kill your girlfriend before that dream wedding and most certainly before she gives birth to those cute Munchkins. I know they'll be cute because you two are cute together. Now focus on her, she's awake." As if on cue, Princess looked at her surroundings and asked what was going on. The rest I don't know because all was in her mind. I can't read minds, I can only discern but she doesn't have to know it yet.😏

What I do know is that as I was closely walking behind her just outside the complex exit, a Toyota 1400 mini van stopped before us. It was driven by a lady in her mid seventies. What she said next shook me to the core. "Hello young man." She said. "May I give you a ride home? Your wife doesn't look strong enough to walk home. She looks weak and needs some rest." the lady said without even granting me a chance to greet her back. 'Wife?' I think to myself. "N-no thank you man. My uhh.. Princess and I will be just fine. I promise we're as good as at home within the next twenty minutes." I told her.

She looked at me with doubt, shrugged then said, "OK young man. Take good care of her. She deserves genuine love." then she drove away. Before I even try to decipher what just happened.. My spirit says.. Although you both have shared the integral information in this relation.. You have said everything to each other but you have not fulfilled the Tell It All theme. I pace towards Princess. When I reach her I ask her one question that's been in my heart even now. "Princess.. What makes you so sure that your potential husband won't mind our relation?" Her face turns pale. Her tan skin loses it color. Her eyes bulge out of their sockets, she gapes. Then she looks down and fiddles with her hands, she's sweating.

Before I could even ask what's wrong, as if a switch was flickered on.. I straight up had a vision.. Though this one is not a prophetic one, it's a reminder. More of a flashback. But one where my spirit fixes my eyes on what I've overlooked and where I used my naked eyes instead of my spiritual eyes. (Proverbs 1:4 These proverbs will give insight to the simple, knowledge and discernment to the young.) (Proverbs 2:6 For the Lord grants wisdom! From His mouth come knowledge and understanding.)

Flashback

You guys were in the same complex in the morning. Not too early but just in time for the complex to have been operating. You didn't know her then like you do now. There were no baby collages, no wedding collages, which are always displayed for the monthly cute baby and bridal theme competitions. But in the morning they weren't there. At the park, she mentioned you're amazing, just after she described her future husband as amazing. She covered it up when you asked her head on. She's been spending time with this guy and she truly loves him. She was mad at you for having a son and not being with his mom.

After your lunch, she was deep in thought. Many emotions flickered in her facial expression. She was debating about something, she was mad, hurt and she looked bewildered and betrayed. She felt betrayed. I told you her answer had a loose end when you asked her why would the guy allow you two to continue your fellowship. You both re entered the complex, in the hopes of using the entrance 1 to exit. The same entrance you used in the morning. But it was closed. There was a guard with his radio on, a song playing. You ignored him. But I'll tell you my point exactly.

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