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Where are you???
Yo ass better be home tonight!!!!!!!!!
"So, Sade how's my baby?" I smile softly as Winnie opens up a conversation about my daughter.
Justine invited me to grab a bite to eat with her and Winnie. Gladly, I accepted the invite. I really need the time out the house and plus, Don apparently needs to spend time with his daughter. Maybe then, he won't be slapping me around the house every ten minutes.
I looked in the mirror and noticed that Don hasn't left any marks on my face, yet. Just bruises on my neck that appear to be a little bigger than a hickey and a lot darker. But, I don't think their anything that my family is going to think about badly.
"She just made seven months yesterday." I show the two girls sitting across from me a picture of my seven month old daughter.
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"Aww," Justine cooed softly. She put her hand over her mouth and smiled, "She's so beautiful." She complimented.
I smile gently and nod. "Thank you. That's my baby.."
"Don has to be the perfect father. Right?" Winnie asked with a dreamy look on her face. "And I can imagine what kind of husband he is!"
