“Who the fuck was on the phone? I don’t go through your phone… but I will.” He headed into the bedroom, and I panicked. “Oh, my. The baby,” I kneeled over, holding my stomach while feeling guilty for using our child as an excuse. Capone stopped in his tracks and rushed over toward me. “What’s the matter, Baby? You need to go to the hospital?” “No, I just had a little pain in my back.” “Why you holding your stomach?” I couldn’t pull shit over on this man of mine. “I don’t know, Winnie. I got fucking scared,” I snapped, removing myself from him. I was all over the place and I’m sure I probably
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