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One Month later

August(Yungin)POV:

I clear my throat and walk in our room. It's been a month since Mani was born and since Nicole lost our baby. Shit hasn't been the same. She still isn't talking to me and I don't sleep in our room anymore. Rita said I should give her space, but she still won't talk to me.

I mean, I get it, I messed up. I only came five days after Lauren told me about the miscarriage.

"Nicki, how are you?"

She looks at me and continues reading her book. I sigh and sit next to her. "I miss you."

She turns a page on her book and continues with her reading. I bite my lip and snatch the book from her. I close it and put it next to me.

"What is your problem, August?"

"I said I was sorry."

"I heard you, I've been hearing you. You've been apologizing for a month now and I still don't care. You can apologize for ten years, I still won't forgive you. I lost my baby. You can't return him, or can you? I mean if you can than... maybe I'll forgive you."

I sigh. "You know I can't retu-"

"Than LEAVE! Just give me some space, please. It's the least you can do for me."

I nod and get up. I leave to go see Aaliyah. When I get there, Chantelle opens the door and smiles at me. "Hey, you."

I smirk. "Wassup?"

She let's me in. "Nothing. Just looking after your daughter."

I chuckle. "She's your daughter too."

She sucks her teeth. "The way she acts, speaks and looks like you, I sometimes doubt it."

I smile, when I see Aaliyah run down the stairs.

"DADDY!"

She jumps in my arms. I spin her around, causing her to laugh, I laugh with her.

"Princess, how are you?"

"Happy to see you. When am I meeting my brother?"

I raise my eyebrow and look at Chantelle. She purses her lips and looks away from me. "You know she loves Eavesdropping. She gets it from you."

"Oh? Maybe you should stop gossiping about me to your mother."

Her mouth drops and I smirk. "I wasn't gossiping, I was simply talk about you, that's all."

"Right. Well, daughter, when do you want to meet him?"

"Now?"

I laugh. "Well, that is impossible. He is in New York."

"Mommy, can daddy and I go to New York? I really wanna meet him."

She sighs. "Please mommy. I promise I'll eat all my veggies and sleep early and do all my homework immediately when I get home."

She raises her eyebrows. "Really now? Well, I guess I can't say no to that."

She smiles and goes to hug her. "You are the best. Let me go pack. When do we leave, daddy?"

"As soon as I book our flight."

She nods and runs upstairs.

"What's his name?"

I sit down and she sits next to me. "Armani."

She smiles. "That's a beautiful name. You came up with the name?"

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