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I pulled up to my spot and got out of my truck. Autumn asked me to grab her bag that she’d left at my loft a few days ago. I didn’t want her ass to leave me and would attempt to convinceher ass to stay. They could have booked a spa day atAbove All, but Kenzi’s big-head ass wanted to be fucking extra.

Yeah, I was geeking over my girl not staying here with me, a way different contrast than the way I felt about Nich.

“Ghana!”

I put my hand on my hip near my gun, hearing the unfamiliar voice calling my name. When I looked back to see who it was, I was surprised to see Kaylani standing on the sidewalk. Although caught off guard by her presence, I still had no idea why she was here in the first place. When I saw Nichelle’s other cousin, Bre, step out of the driver’s seat of the Ford Explorer truck, I knew some bullshit was about to go down.

Not dangerous bullshit, but some bullshit, nonetheless.

“What you doing here, Kay? If y’all here to talk to me about y’all cousin, y’all may as well get y’all ass back in that truck, and go back to where y’all came from,” I told them.

“She’s gone, Ghana. She went missing three months ago and left a letter for us to find you and bring you your baby.”

My frown deepened, and I looked at her like she had four heads and eight fucking arms. “Bring memywhat?”

“Your baby.” She reached inside her purse, took out some papers, and handed them to me. I snatched them from her hand, looking over them.

“I don’t know what the fuck this is.”

“It’s the DNA results. After that stuff went down at the hospital, she made them do a DNA test on her, the baby, and Nico. He’s not the father.”

My heart dropped, and I looked off. How could this shit be true? Unless Nich was fucking somebody else, it was impossible that the baby belonged to me.

Kenzi confirmed the baby wasn’t mine.

“And you want me to believe this shit?”

“It’s true, Ghana. I was there when they got tested. You’re the only other person she’s been with,” Bre said.

I shook my head while pulling out my phone. I hurried and dialed Autumn’s number because I could feel myself about to lose it.

The phone rang twice before she picked up.

“Hey, baby. Did you get it?”

“Ros . . .” My voice trailed off as I felt heat creep up the back of my neck. Somebody was playing silly-ass games, and the idea that she ran off and left her baby behind was bringing back memories I tried every day to forget.

“What’s wrong? Talk to me,” Autumn said, alarm now in her tone.

“I need you, Ros. You and Kenz need to get to my loft as soon as possible.”

“Say less, baby. We’re on the way. Kenzi, we have to get to your brother now.” I heard her tell my sister. “Ghana?”

“Yeah?”

“Please, stay calm for me, baby. Please?”

“I need to see you. That’s the only way I’m going to stay calm.”

“Answer your FaceTime.”

I pulled the phone away from my ear and answered the FaceTime. She and Kenzi got inside the car.

“Hey, handsome. Can you tell me who made you mad?”

“We didn’t come to cause any trouble?—”

“Aye, be quiet, Kaylani. It’s best that you just stand there and be seen and not fucking heard,” I sneered.