Chapter 47

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~4 months later~

Lexi

Today is Clarence's first Father's Day. He didn't really want nothing spectacular since he's really stressed out about Paris.

Speaking of Paris, she's still sick. We've been going through her treatments, but the doctor doesn't really see a change. So me and Clarence both been on edge.

We been arguing a lot and most of them mainly was because we just really don't wanna lose Paris. She's only 9 months.

I woke Clarence up so he can come eat breakfast. I fixed him some of his favorites which was hash browns, cheesy eggs, and pancakes with ihop syrup on top.

I put him on.

"Baby wake up" I gently shook him again.

"Baby please leave me alone" He said stirring around in his sleep.

I was holding Paris so I put her little hand on his face.

"Is dat my baby girl ?" He asked.

She started making noises and drooling on him. She's a little weak, but she got better emotionally.

"Daddy's babyyy" He woke up and gently took her out my arms.

Clarence is such a good father. Like I love their bond so much. It's like her whole world lights up when she sees him or hears his voice.

"kskskaakaslmwwm" she said.

"Oouuu that's nice baby" He said and I smiled.

"Give daddy his card baby" I said handing her his Father's Day card.

She handed it to him. Aww my baby so smart.

He opened it and started reading.

"Baby I love you so much. Words can not amount to the love I have for you. We been together for almost a year and this has been the best almost year of my life. You showed me what real love is. I know we been bumping heads for a lil bit but that'll never change my love for you. Our beautiful daughter loves you so much, you treat her how a woman is supposed to be treated. I admire y'all together. She's gone get better baby, we gotta have faith. We are forever. We love you.

Love your girls,
Paris and Lexi

He was so into the letter that he didn't see me walk in with his gifts. I know he said he didn't want anything, but of course I wasn't gone let that happen.

When he was done he looked up at me and then the bags.

"Lex-" he started but I cut that ass off.

"Shhhhh and open them" I smiled.

Some of these gifts aren't exactly materialistic. I wanted to make it thoughtful.

Clarence

I can't believe she bought me all this stuff when I told her I didn't want anything but my baby and her.

I'm grateful of course, but I don't care bout the materialistic shit right now at all.

The first gift I opened was a big ass picture of me, Paris, and Lexi. We was all smiling. Damn this shit finna make a nigga cry.

It was huge. Big enough to hang in the foyer.

The next gift was a painting. It said "From Paris To Daddy". I smiled so wide. I don't care if the painting was messy. My baby made it so that's all that matters nigga tf.

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