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mother’s spare bedrooms since Dominic, and I fell out.
    “I’ll call her back later,” I replied just like I always did.
    “You keep saying that, but you never call. It’s time for you to stop this self-pity party and get on with your life. Clean yourself up and go back home to your fiancé,” my mother said.
    “You mean my ex-fiancé.”
    “You sound like a damn fool. You are getting married, so you can get that ex shit right out of your head,” she snapped.
    “Mama, he is having a baby with another woman,” I yelled in anger.
    “Lower your voice when you’re talking to me. I don’t care what’s going on. You are walking down that aisle. You find me a man that makes in a year what he makes in a month and then we can talk. You’ve been gone for a week, so you’re practically giving him to another woman.”
    “My heart is broken and all you can talk about is money. I don’t give a damn about that. The man that I love is having a baby with someone else, and it’s killing me,” I cried.
    “That’s your problem. You’re marrying for love instead of financial gain. Who gives a damn about that bastard child he’s having? Use it to your advantage Kennedi. Do you think your father never cheated on me? You’re twenty-four, and he has a twenty-three-year-old son with that bitch he married. I didn’t give a damn because I was still the wife, and I still had access to all of his finances.”
    “But at what cost mama? He still left you and married her.”
    “Not before making me two million dollars richer,” she smirked while sipping from her mimosa.
    “Well, I’m not you. I really love Dominic, and I wanted to be the mother of his first child.”
    “Whatever Kennedi, but your time here is up. It’s time for you and Dominic to kiss and make up. We have a wedding to finish planning. The next time he calls, you need to answer that phone and tell him you’re coming back home,” she said with finality.
    “I can’t do that. Nothing has changed,” I replied.
    “You can do it and you will. I’m not asking you to accept the baby. Demand a blood test and take it from there. If it’s his, then you have a trump card to use for when you need it.”
    “I can’t see me dealing with his side bitch and her baby for the rest of my life. I can’t wait to see that hoe so I can slap her right in her face.”
    “You’re a lady and don’t you ever forget that. She might be his baby’s mama, but that’s all she’ll ever be. She’ll never be his wife because that title is reserved for you. Get up and make yourself pretty so you can go and talk to your fiancé,” my mother told me before she left out of the room.
    I got up and took a shower, preparing to go talk to Dominic. After making sure I was picture perfect, I grabbed my phone and purse and headed for the door. As soon as I got in my car my phone starting ringing, and Tiffany’s number flashed across the screen.
    “Hey Tiff,” I said dryly.
    “Where are you Kennedi? I really need to talk to somebody,” she sniffled into the phone.
    “I’m just leaving from my mama’s house. What’s wrong with you?” I asked concerned.
    “That punk ass nigga left me. Can you believe he got back with that bitch Taylor and left me?” She cried.
    “Bryce left you?”
    “Yeah, he took all of his clothes and told me that I can have everything else that’s in the house. After everything I’ve done for his ass he treated me like a fucking nobody. I’m not letting this shit ride. I got something for both of their asses.”
    “What happened to make him leave you?”
    “Nothing happened. He didn’t come home for two days after finding out that Brooklyn was pregnant. I assumed he was still at his mama’s house, but he wasn’t there when I checked. I still had his car, and he had the nerve to have her bring him here to get it. I went crazy on his ass, and that’s when he packed up all of his shit and left,” she sobbed.
    “Well, how do you know he’s getting