"When did y'all do this?"

"During your photo shoot, your bald head ass won't remember anyway, but hope you like it cause sit cost a lot!" Steph didn't need to add the last part but her petty ass will. I roll my eyes but still hugged both of them. They were crazy but would go any length to make me happy.

"Ms Aaliyah?"

"Yes mama g?"

"Ayo said you should come outside" the woman told me and walked off.

"Okay" I stood up gently, I walk against basically counting my steps one at a time. I flung open the door to meet Ayo smiling at me.

"Close your eyes" he instructs, he grab my arms and gently led me down the stairs back to the driveway. I did as told. We stopped walking, I felt Ayo put something in my hands.

"You can open it" he says softly. I open my eyes to see the most beautiful black Rolls Royce, a big pink bow sat on the bonnet. From the opened doors I saw the all pink interior.

"Ayo? What is this?"

"It's your push gift"

"My push gift? I thought you would get me bags or something not a fucking Rolls Royce!!" I exclaim my eyes wide as my mouth.

Ayo roll his eyes, "you don't like it?"

"Like? I love it! Oh my god!" I burst into tears again. Ayo help me into the car. Everything was so brand new, the seats even had A embedded into it simple sense told me it was custom made.

I step out of the car and threw my arms around Ayo, I peck his lips couple of times tears running down my face. "Thank you baby"

"You deserve it Aaliyah, you know I wanted to get you a Range Rover but after everything I just knew I had to get you something bigger"

I wrap my arms around my husband and cried, from the corner of my eyes I saw Steph and the rest crowd the windows. I tighten my arms around Ayo. I love this man!!!

Back inside the house.

We started talking about everything and nothing, they told me what has been happening since I was in the hospital, mostly who reached out or who called.

"Where's my phone anyway?"

Steph hands me my phone. I unlock it and went to millions of notifications from all my social media apps, calls and text messages. I click the camera button. I stood up and move closer to where mom had Amaya laid, in a baby bed with balloons tied on top. I took a picture and went on my Instagram story.

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I exit the app and yawn

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I exit the app and yawn.

"You should go rest Aaliyah" mom told me.

"What about Amaya?" I didn't want to leave her alone.

Mom smiles sweetly at me. "I'll take care of her for now darling. You should rest okay?"

I nod and stood up. Thyra and Steph stood up to help me but I waved them away. "I'll be fine okay? Y'all should rest, I appreciate everything" I smile at my best friends.

"Okay baby mama" Steph smile at me, she and Thyra sat back down while I went upstairs. I enter our bedroom to find Ayo sprawled on the bed, he looked so exhausted I felt so bad and grateful for him.

I took off my slippers and laid on my the bed too. Ayo opens his eyes, he smile at me. "Hi Wifey"

"I'm good, sorry for waking you up"

"Yeah" he said but still didn't shift from his positing. I stare at the ceiling my mind went back to the hospital and how I almost died. I sniffed. Ayo roll on his back and pulled me closer to him gently, he laid my head on his chest. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Nothing" I shook my head.

"Aaliyah?"

"I can't do this shit anymore. It hurts when I sneeze, when I cough. I can't even sit down, I can't stand up, I can't bend over, I can't even walk up the fucking stairs!" I told him, "and then I look at Amaya and I feel like something bad is going to happen to her, I'm just obsessing over the thoughts that what if something happens to her?" I broke down in tears and just buried my head in his chest. "I can't do this."

Ayo wrapped his arms around me, he rubbed my back up and down while I cried it it out. When the doctor told me I was suffering from postpartum depression I took it hard. I didn't want to take any medication for it because I didn't want my body to be dependent on it. I just wanted to ride it out naturally, but doing so has my emotions everywhere. I'm a tough female but lately all I do is cry.

"You've got this okay? This is just your seventh day, you got to give your body time, I promise you'll be fine okay?" He pulls away from the hug and wiped tears from my cheeks. "Gimme kiss"

I lean in and peck his lips softly. Ayo massage my booty and traced kiss to my cheeks. "I saw your post, you didn't show her face?"

I shook my head, "not now, I will very soon though"

Ayo yawn, "okay Wifey" he pull the duvet over us, I knew he must be very tired, I doubted if he slept at all throughout our stay in the hospital. "Ayo?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you"

Ayo kiss my head, "I love you too Wifey. Now sleep okay?" In few minutes I could hear his soft snores showing he was already sleeping. I listened to his heartbeat for a while before I finally drifted off into slumber. We will be fine.

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