Nariah POV
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| One Year Later |
"Happy Birthday, mama's baby," I said to Jr as I planted kids all over his face while he slept. He woke up and smiled at me.
"Mama," He said, smiling and kicking his legs. I chuckled. "Come on. Let's go get you some to eat." I said as I picked him up and got him out of the bed.
I sat him in his high chair and went to the fridge and pantry, trying to figure out what I wanted to eat. I decided to cook pancakes and sausage. I got the ingredients and sat them on the counters.
As I was cooking, Jr started babbling. I looked at him and smiled. He was the spitting image of Cold. I swear he looks more like him every day.
"Mhm. I know she didn't! She better leave my baby alone." I said to Jr, acting like I knew what he was saying as I mixed the pancake mix.
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