once we got there, we greeted everybody who was there for us. our friends, family, and some friends of our family.



"you okay?" i jumped as i felt a hand touch my shoulder. "chill it's just me" i sighed in relief seeing it was Vanessa.



"i'm nervous" i sighed. "what if it's not a girl? you think pop will be happy?"



"he loves you. and he'll love whatever you create, Ny" she explained. "wether it's a babygirl or a baby boy"



"your right. i shouldn't worry like this" i shook my head. "i'm just nervous overall. i'm scared to see how hard it'll be raising two kids now when One was hard enough.. it's my fault though. i told him i wanted another" i sighed.



"what y'all got goin' on over here?" i turned my head seeing pop's mom walking towards us.



"Just talkin'. i love what you did with the place" i smiled looking at the foyer decorations.


"thank you! i was hoping you did" she chuckled

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"thank you! i was hoping you did" she chuckled. "i have something for you" she reached into her pocket soon pulling out a little flashlight. "put this in your pocket" i furrowed my eyebrows taking it.



"for what?"



"You ready?" our conversation was interrupted as i felt a hand on my shoulder and pop's deep voice behind me.




"uh yea" i put the flashlight in my pocket. "i wanna see outback" he chuckled putting his arm around my neck as we made our way through the house.




"this shit so cute!" Vanessa pouted as we got outback.



"this is beautiful! who made it?" i asked as i looked over the cake

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"this is beautiful! who made it?" i asked as i looked over the cake.



"i did. i wanted it to come from me" pop's mother stated. "i'm so happy you like it cause it took forever" i laughed as i hugged her. "there's two tables cause i bought too much shit and it wouldn't fit on one" i continued to laugh as i looked at the other table.


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