Please excuse ANY grammatical errors.

October 10, 1996

~LaZardia's P.O.V~

"It wasn't everybody's business to know, Yasir. People just keep proving me right but I try to give them the benefit of the doubt." Tia shook her head. "What's next? You're going to tell the whole family, right?" Tia chuckled sarcastically while shaking her head. That question is directed towards me.

"It wasn't everybody's business to know, Yasir. People just keep proving me right but I try to give them the benefit of the doubt." Tia shook her head. "What's next? You're going to tell the whole family, right?" Tia chuckled shaking her head. That question is directed towards me.

Ashari looked at YASIR with pure disappointment. "Yasir, I'm pissed at you myself. You're wrong for this."

"Oh, so you knew too?" I asked Ashari.

"From Yasir, yes. But not from her." Ashari responded.

"Wow." Tia shook her head. "Why am I not surprised? Y'all all just do too much."

This little girl is too much."Do too much? I'm asking you who but you refuse to answer my questions. Who and when did this happen?" I asked her.

"More than you think." She mumbled under her breath, but the room was quiet again so I heard her.

"More than I think? So this wasn't even a one-time thing?" I asked her.

"You can hear me speaking low but couldn't hear what was going on the other side of the thin walls we lived in. Mind you, she wasn't even quiet and can't whisper for crap." She shook her head at me.

"So you blame me and this happened in my house while I was home?"

"It did and no, I'm not blaming you... Well, not entirely, but when your daughter- your child at the time tells you certain things and reacts a certain way to certain situations, you listen. Especially when you or people you're close to that's been in similar or this exact situation." She explained to me. "I still love you though."

"I'm sor-" I cut myself off, stood up, and walked out the room, and went outside to the patio. "This is too much," I mumbled to myself.

I thought I did a pretty good job at trying to avoid that. What puzzled me is that it's someone in the family who did this and I still don't know who it was. I REALLY thought I did something by not havin' men around my children just to find out that someone related to us would do something like that. I've asked her plenty of times and she'd dance around the subject not respond with a no. I feel like I failed as a parent.

I don't know how to feel. Confused? Angry? Upset? All of the above? Upset because I feel as if my daughter expressed this to everybody BUT me. I've always told my children that they can talk to me about anything. This type of stuff needs to be talked about. The majority of the women and girls in this have been touched by family members and now my daughter is added to the list. When will this shit stop? After standing outside for about seven minutes, Daryl came outside interrupting my thoughts.

"Bird, I'm sorry for not telling you about this, but it wasn't my place to tell you. She gave you unintentional hints during some of y'all's conversations y'all had in the past with me as a witness. But at the same time didn't even want you to know because she knew you'd be depressed. God KNOWS she knows how feels. Basically, she wanted you to know but didn't want to tell you or anyone else to tell you."

"Then who did it? You know that right?" I asked him and he nodded at me. "Tell me."

"It's not my place. I can't- I can't." Daryl shook his head at me then looked down. Then he raised his head to look at me again. "Look, I don't wanna leave you guessin' or nothin'. If she wanted you to know ANY of this, she would've been told you, but she ain't do that."

"So you really not gon' tell your wife?" I raised my eyebrows at him.

Daryl exhaled loudly. "Look, if tell you who, would you feel better or do somethin' stupid? I never saw you act out of character but this is your child and any parent in this situation would go ballistic. Believe me, when I saw her, I wanted to strangle her but I'm a man and that's a young girl. PLUS, I have self-control. I don't need you to go out and do something to jeopardize the rest of your life. She don't want that, and I don't want that. Don't you want to be there for your grandchildren? Me? And your children?"

"She? You mean to tell me it was a girl?" I shook my head in shock as more tears rolled down my face. "I feel like I failed as a parent. Now, I know why she doesn't want to be around her mama. It's because I couldn't be a good enough one for her. I wonder what else she ain't tellin' me."

"You not a bad parent. Some parents just miss certain things." He wiped my tears.

"So will you tell me?"

He shook his head. "Will you do some dumb shit if I do tell you? Will you promise to not tell OUR daughter that I told you this? Promise to God."

I nodded my head at him. "I promise."

"To?" He asked as his head went forward with his eyebrows raised.

"I promise to God I won't do no stupid shit," I told him.

"Good. Remember that day when we went to that Iyanla lady's house?" He asked and I nodded, suddenly catching on. My heart began to beat in anticipation. "It was Shea." He whispered the last part. After those three words left his lips, it felt like my heart stopped beating completely.

"I'm gon' to kill her!"

"Shhhh... No, you not and I'll make sure of that." He responded lowly. "You said you won't do no dumb shit. You promised to God."

"It's not dumb, it's hypothetical. You said it yourself, most parents would go crazy in situations like these. I'M THAT PARENT. She had the nerve to say what the hell she said to my daughter that day! I didn't forget about that but was oblivious to what she fuckin' meant! Not apologetic AT FUCKIN' ALL! I'm so stupid for this. What kind of parent doesn't notice those things." I leaned over the railing.

"No, you not. Stop sayin' that."

I looked back up at him with a tear-stained face. "Do you think I'm part to blame for this happening?"

Just then the patio door opened and Tia stepped outside. That shifted our attention. "Mommy?"

"What?" I asked turning around. Daryl to this as his cue to leave.

"I still love you." Tia cried out. Daryl opened the patio door and walked back inside.

"I'm sorry." She wept, walking up to me then hugged me.

"Don't apologize, I should be the one doing that apologizing." I cried hugging her. "I'm sorry, baby. I should've known."

"No, I'm sorry for acting the way I have towards you. I was just broken, depressed, emotionally vacant, and everything else. It wasn't you, it was me. I'm sorry. You're still my mother and a good one despite the things that did happen. I still love you." My daughter expressed with her tears wetting my shirt. "Please don't do anything stupid, mama."

"I love you too, baby," I replied, rubbing her back in comfort.

"I didn't want you to know."

I pulled away from her and looked my baby in her face."I needed to know, and if you don't want nobody else to know, I will respect your wishes and keep it to myself."

"Thank you, mama." Tia hugged me again. "I just hope you hold yourself to that promise." Tia whispered to me.

We stood embraced together for a long time in silence with tears running down our faces. Then we heard a bang on the patio door. We turned our heads to see Masir with his opened mouth against the glass and him beating on it with his opened hand. That caused us to pull away laughing. Ashari came into view with a smile and waved at us to which we returned. Ashari then grabbed Masir and put him on her hip.

"He wanna do everything else but walk." I shook my head.

Tia laughed then wiped her puffy face with her shirt. "My face looks okay?" She asked.

"Your face ALWAYS looks okay. You look just like ye mama!" I laughed.

We walked back inside after wiping our faces. Tia walked straight in the direction of one of the restrooms and I walked towards another. One thing we have in common is not liking people to see us cry. I've cried in front of my children but only enough to count on two hands. I think Tia's more likely to do that than me.

When I made it back into the back room, everybody was chowing down on some food. It was surprisingly peaceful. Everybody was laughing about some unknown thing. Tia walked back into the room but had this look on her face when her eyes landed on Yasir. I know she's probably angry at him for telling me, but I'm glad he did tell me. I KNOW for a fact that she wouldn't have told me especially with what she said earlier.

October 18, 1996

~Tupac's P.O.V~

"Wassup, Jada!" I said hugging her.

Jada is literally the most beautiful woman I've ever known and I told her that plenty of times. We had a little thing once upon a time and I'm the one who took her virginity. Jada wanted me to do that and we mutually agreed, but it never got serious enough for us to date seriously. I felt bad and still do feel bad for taking her virginity because that's someone special to most women.

She's my heart, no matter who comes into the picture. I knew I was a dog then and still am and she knew it too. I didn't want to hurt her. We figured out that it wasn't going to work and broke up mutually. It was for the best and now here we are STILL friends. I'm nowhere near ready to be committed at the moment.

"Wassup, Pac! Ain't seen you in a month now." She squeezed me.

"And before that, it was like a year." I reminded her laughing then pulled away. "I been tryna get my shit together. Post-prison life ain't so good. Shits hard." I turned to the man Jada's been boasting about. "I'm Tupac, man. Nice to meet you." I held my hand out for Will to shake.

"Likewise," Will responded to me with a nod, taking a seat.

I then took a seat. Maybe he didn't see my hand? Nah, the fuck, he saw that shit. His tone says it all. This guy is acting all weird when we ain't even ever met. I don't know his problem with me but I thought he was a cool dude. I used to be a fan, now I'm an air conditioner.

Jada threw Will a frown then cleared her throat. "Well, umm... Lunch should be ready in a minute."

"You cookin'?" I sat up. "You know damn well yo ass can't cook, or make a sandwich."

"You know you need to stop sharpening the top of that head of yours," Jada replied making a triangle above her head with both hands.

"WOW! That's a low blow! Shit, you bald-headed ass got just as much hair as I do on my head." I threw my head back laughing.

"The hell I do... Your shit is smooth, I can at least twirl mines."

"You ain't finish that statement. You can at least twirl yo hair SOMEWHAT. You need tweezers to grip that shit and Q-tips to curl it. You got baby hairs all over to head." I said laughing. "I have been meaning to ask you, do they really have hair materials that can work on that head of yours? How the fuck that shit grip?"

"Fuck you, Pac." She said laughing.

"No, I'm so serious about that question. How?"

"The same way I used to braid yo scalp in high school. How 'bout det?" She said moving her head side to side as she spoke.

"What you talkin' 'bout? I had a lot of hair back then. Shit, more than you got now." I cackled.

"To answer your question. No, I'm not cooking, don't cook, and I can't cook, but I hired a personal chef."

"THANK GOD! I wouldn't want to tell you in your face for the millionth time that yo food tastes like shit." I shook my head.

"You can't cook for shit either." She told me. Jada turned to Will then back to me. "I was just tellin' Will here that you are a huge fan of his. Remember that video we did in high school?" She asked me.

"How can I forget? If I look that that video now, I'd be embarrassed as hell." I shook my head. "I got it though.

"Yeah, you could never dance." She shook her head. "Baby, he could never dance." She turned to Will and he just nodded at her.

I laughed at her words. "As if you were ever on Soul Train..."

"I got the moves and YOU DON'T. Next time I see you outside of a public place, play that shit. The proof is in the pudding." Jada snapped.

"Alright, calm down." I put my hand out as a gesture for her to calm down.

"But yeah, I used to be a fan of yours. Fresh Prince. When I wasn't workin' with Digital Underground, practicing, or writing, I would watch Fresh Prince on my off time." Notice my use of the past tense?

"That's good, man." He nodded.

"Yes, it was."

"Yeah, I been wanting y'all to meet for a long time now. Y'all remind me so much of each other personality-wise. I told Will that I know y'all would get along because of that." She cheesed holding Will's hand.

"Oh," I replied nonchalantly. I don't act like this nigga, but okay.

"Me and Pac are different people with different personalities," Will told Jada.

"That's exactly what I'm thinkin', but I ain't wanna say that shit out loud." I chuckled under my breath.

"I'm glad y'all are agreeing, but it's on the wrong thing. Well, mingle! I'm gon' go and get the food." Jada stood up and walked away.

We sat there in the same room in complete silence. He had this look on his face that I eventually ignored but I'm also amused by. I'm glad that I have my license and I'm now renting an apartment. Have to start from the bottom again but not too far. My apartment is big as hell in a nice ass neighborhood. I've been having a bunch of fun as well as working to get back to how I was before.

I'm publishing my children's book in November and I'm ready for that. Then there's also my new album release on the fifth of next month. So, yes, I have a lot of shit going on in my life. My other albums are still making sells which is a blessing. Then I have to go on tour where I'll be performing songs from my album that I released from prison and the one that's coming out. Touring starts in December, but I'm trying to move it to January.

Jada came back into the room holding a tray. "Here's lunch."

I looked down at the tray then back at her confused as fuck. "Jada, what the hell is this rabbit food?"

"Rabbit food? This tastes good and you should try it. It's maple-caramelized figs topped with smoky bacon that's sweet, salty."

My face scrunched up. "No, thank you. I'm good. Imma eat some REAL food when I leave here."

"Will likes it."

"Well, I'm not Will," I told her.

Then a lady. No, let me rephrase that, a fine ass woman walked out holding a tray of drinks. "You must be the chef?" I asked grabbing the tray.

"Thank you." She thanked me for taking the tray. "And yes, nice to meet you. I'm a big fan." She smiled. "I'm Brooklyn." He held out her hand.

I wiped my hands on my pants then shook hers. The condensation from the cups dropped onto the tray then got on my hands. "I'm Pac."

"I know." Brooklyn smiled at me. Well, at least I met somebody new that ain't standoffish.

"Pac..." Jada shook her head at me. "No."

"No?" I kissed my teeth then turned back to the lady. "You got a number?" I asked Brooklyn. "I would like to get to know you better."

"I do have a number but it would be highly unprofessional of me to mix business with pleasure. Ms. Pinkett is my employer, Mr. Shakur. I have to go now. I hope you enjoy your day and my food." She replied then walked away.

"You just got curved!" Jada said laughing. "Don't feel so good does it. Tupac gets curved. I haven't seen this happen since we were in high school."

"Jada, shut up. Did you hear her? The only reason she can't talk to me is because you her employer. If that wasn't the case, I'd be in there."

"Yeah, sleep with her and leave her alone. NAWW, I'm happy she curved yo playa ass." Jada laughed. I sat back down in my seat and took a drink of whatever beverage was in the cup.

October 25, 1996

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

"Who this?" I asked Cole, once he and the girl got into my car.

"This Courtney, I told yo ass that I had company, but you insisted on me coming with you," Cole told me. "Just gon' call me and say you on yo way to pick me up the hang up the damn phone."

Courtney gave Cole a look. "Nigga, I'm not mute, so I can speak for myself. I'm Courtney. The girl's house your going over to is my best friend."

"Nice to meet you, I'm De," I told her.

"Yeah, I brought her to my house and I'm her only ride back," Cole told me.

"Y'all together?"

"Yes," Cole replied.

"No." I saw Courtney shaking her head in the rearview mirror.

"Damn, y'all confusion got me confused. Y'all together or not?" I asked pulling out the driveway.

"I'm single because I haven't been asked. We're just friends." Courtney smiled.

"Wow..." Cole shook his head at her. "We ain't together but you always call me bae in bed."

"That's personal and disrespectful to talk to in front of somebody I don't really know," Courtney said to Cole.

"Alright, Courtney." He said looking at her in the back seat, then Cole turned back around to face the front. "Ion think that shit gon' work out." I don't know which one of us he's talking to, nor do I know what this nigga talking about. He's speaking out of context.

"What the hell you talkin' 'bout?" I asked him.

"Tia and that Taimak guy." Cole told me.

"Oh! Why not?" I asked.

"Don't say that Cole. She really loves him. They love each other and they look beautiful together." Courtney spoke to Cole.

"It's the Aquarius in me! We know each other like the back of our own hands." He popped his imaginary collar.

"She don't even believe in that shit," I told Cole.

"I mean, he cools and don't seem to be disrespectful or nothin' but ion think they gon' work out," Col said referring to Tia and that guy she's with.

"Again, why not?" I asked.

"Because you back in the picture." He told me. Probably not... But admitting that in front of the woman's best friend is a NO no.

I cackled at his response. "Because I'm back in the picture? Fuck is that supposed to mean, man?"

"Nevermind." He shook his head at me. "So, where the fuck are we goin'? You don't just call me in the middle of the day and say I'm pickin' you up. Fuck I look like a booty call, nigga?" Cole said cracking up.

"Now, Jermaine..." Courtney started laughing. At least her laugh ain't annoyingly like a lot of people.

"I didn't just call you and say what you said I said. I told you that we goin' to Tia house. Yo ugly ass know that. Didn't you just hear the girl?" I said laughing.

"Right, that's why I'm here in the first place. I wanna see my girl and you said you'd drop me off later." Courtney spoke to Jermaine.

Jermaine's response was a simple one to Courtney, "Yeah." Then I felt his eyes on me. "But why the fuck yo ugly ass need me there?" He asked me. "You scared to be around her ass or some shit? It is because she been being mean and yo ass and you scared she gon' beat yo ass?" His cackling is beginning to irritate me.

"First off, she ain't and wouldn't do no shit like that to me. Ion even think she a fighter."

"You must've forgotten who she with now? Tia with a fightin' nigga now. That nigga be teachin' her ass some moves." Cole eyed me.

"That don't mean shit. She was never a fighter unless we was playin', and that wasn't shit." I made a turn at the corner, running a stop sign.

"You can't drive." Courtney told me. "I know you saw that car speed past. You can do that shit when I'm not in here but when you alone or with people who don't mind, then by all means."

"I ALWAYS do this. Just gotta make sure Five-O ain't watching my ass. Relax." I told her.

"Relax? How the hell am I supposed to RELAX when I was close to death?" Courtney frowned at me. "You may not care about your life but mines is important to me. AND you're speeding!"

"Courtney, it's just one stop sign. Your drivin' ain't up to par either." Cole told her.

"It's nothing." Just as I said that I heard sires behind me and saw the flashing lights. Oh, fuck... Just my fucking luck! I pulled over to the side of the street. I was just about to get to the highway. "Courtney, you're in dire need of a hospital."

"What?" She said confused.

"Cole get to the back and pretend you're comforting her. Just go with the flow y'all." I told them as Cole climbed to the back seat. Courtney started breathing hard. Maybe she was scared, or it was part of the act? I don't know and I don't really know her.

Two minutes more and I saw the officer approaching my car from my side view mirror. I let my window down and he bent down in front of my window. "License and registration please."

I reached into my glove compartment to get my registration form. "My wallet is in my back pocket where my license is. Can I grabbed it?"

"Yes." The officer replied.

I lifted up and reached into my back pocket and grabbed my wallet. "Here you go." I handed it to him after sitting back down.

He looked at my information then back down to me. "Sir, are you aware that you were going forty in a twenty-five? Do you know that you have a broken tail light?" The officer asked me. Who the fuck broke my tail light⁉️ I'm the designer not one to drive this car AND I haven't backed into anything.

"Yes, I'm aware I was speeding but not about the broken tail light. I'm just trying to get my cousin's girlfriend to the hospital. She's very sick and in DIRE NEED of a hospital right now." I told him.

"I understand, but you should've called the ambulance. Speeding is illegal." Don't you think I know that⁉️The officer looked to the back of the car. "Let me see your IDs." He told Cole and Courtney. Cole handed them to him. Why the fuck they need passenger's IDs? (Why do some cops ask for EVERYBODY in the car ID!? This happened to me and I was underaged at the time.) "I'm going to go run your information and I'll be back." I only nodded at him as a response when he walked off. I rolled my window back up.

"Y'all good back there?" I asked them.

"Hell NO. Let me tell you something, I should fuck you up for this shit but I won't because I'm a woman. You got me gotdamn back here pretending and shit. This isn't cool." Courtney told me.

I just laughed at her going off. "Relax and you don't sound intimidating at all. Just an FYI."

"You really don't..." Cole told her. "And never do."

"Jermaine, shut up."

"Jermaine, shut up." I mocked her laughing. "Shit, y'all lucky because the old me would take the police as a challenge and drove even faster. It just so happened that I've changed my ways." I chuckled.

I took a look at my side view mirror and saw the officer coming back toward my car. I rolled my window back down just as Courtney started to whine and complain about her "sickness".

"Everything matches up so you're free to go. In the meantime, let me lead you to the hospital so you can get there before she gets any worse." He said looking back in the back. "I'm going to put my sirens in and you follow me."

"Okay." I nodded then rolled my window back up. I waited until the officer was out of sight to speak. "Gotdamn girl, you a good ass actress. That shit deserve a fuckin' Oscar or some shit!" I pulled off right on the officer's tail. "We just gotta pretend to bring her in the ER and he gon' pull off and we good."

"Hopefully that shit works out the way you sayin' it is," Cole spoke up.

"Trust me, it will." And indeed it did work out JUST as I said it would. On my way to Tia's house, I go. These gotdamned police act like they have nothing better to do than pull people over! "Tell her DeVanté here," I said pulling up to the front booth.

"A'ight, you pigtail wearin' nigga." Redd said irritated and closed the bulletproof window. This guy...

That mada Cole and Courtney crack the fuck up. "What's his problem? I have never seen him act this way."

Cole butted in. "Shit, me either. That nigga nice as hell except to yo ugly ass."

"Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? I'm fine as hell, nigga. I knew that since I climbed out the womb. My first words were, 'Nigga, you look good!' I said that shit in the mirror." I said laughing.

"Man- nigga, why the fuck you lyin'!?" Cole said through laughs.

"You cocky as hell," Courtney said laughing.

"The right word is conceited and I'm cool with that." I shrugged at them.

"Go 'head and drive through them gates."

I drove through without a word. After parking, I got out of the car then walked up to the door. Tia was standing there at the door a noise caught my attention. There is a little baby there leaning against the door. Tia moved him and I opened the door.

"Wassup!?" I asked Tia walking in with Cole and Courtney.

"Just relaxing or trying to." She chuckled. "But, what are you doing here?" She asked confused then looked behind me. "Hey, girl!" She went up to Courtney and hugged her. "You were supposed to be here to hang out with us. Elijah gave up and went to his guy friend's house. What happened with you AFTER THE FACT?" There's definitely a double meaning for those last few words.

"This guy is what happened!" Courtney pointed to me. "He took up through the wringer. I'll tell you when I'm comfortable."

"Oop... I can't wait for that." She looked at me. "Hey, Cole." She hugged him.

"Hey." Cole hugged her. "I'm mad at you though."

"Mad at me?" Tia frown with her hand in her chest.

"Hell, yeah. Yo ass couldn't tell nobody that you got engaged. We 'posed to be friends and you couldn't tell me shit with yo fake ass." Cole spoke with a frown on his face. He did it? Already? Well, damn...

"I was going to tell y'all but I've been dealing with a lot. I was going to tell you my business on my time not yours." She reminded him then turned back around.

I scoffed. "Damn, you don't trust me enough for a hug?" I asked her.

Yes, she expressed that she didn't trust me as she used and she's scared of being alone with me. Why am I still talking to her? Because she's a good friend and she never tried to double-cross me or none of that shit that many people have. Honest and good friends come a dime a dozen. Besides, I still feel bad for what I did years ago. Tia chuckled bashfully then gave me a hug. I lifted her up then squeezed her as a joke. Her feet are hanging down.

"Damn, you done got light!" I told her. "Though you were never heavy when I met you."

"I- CAN'T- BREATHE." She let out breathlessly. I put her back down on her feet and she started coughing with her hands on her knees bent over. "DeVanté, you tryna kill me or somethin'!" Tia hit me lightly.

"With love, yeah!" I laughed then looked down at the baby just looking up at me with his or her pacifier in his or her mouth. "Who's this? Y'all havin' babies before marriage now, huh?" I asked.

"I think he-" Tia looked down at the baby. "I think the HECK not. This is my nephew, Masir."

"Yo brother had a baby!?" I'm surprised as fuck because that nigga got some MAJOR problems.

"Yes." She nodded then picked him up.

"But he looks just like you," I said confused.

"He does because we're family smart one."

"How old is he?" I asked taking off my stuff.

"Um, about to be ten months in a like a week or so."

After taking off our things we went to the back room. It was a different one than the last time I was here. As soon as we sat down and got comfortable, Courtney began telling Tia the story of what happened before we got here.

"This nigga really had me acting like I was sick! Then said some we better be lucky he changed or some shit like that." Courtney shook her head.

Tia is cracking the hell up. "Courtney, you can't be cursing like that. The baby."

"My bad, girl."

"DeVanté, you are something else. You really had these folk out here lyin'." She started back laughing.

"That baby don't understand shit y'all talkin' 'bout." Cole shook his head.

"Cole!" Tia yelled out.

"What? I'm positive his pops cuss in front of him. Am I right?" Cole asked Tia.

"He does but that ain't the point. Just don't do it. Alright?"

Cole gave Tia a slight nod. "Alright."

"I got you," I responded.

"Okay," Courtney told her in a low voice.

"Thank y'all." Tia thanked us. Taimak entered the room and he gave me a surprised look. I smiled because I know its bullshit is bound to happen.

"Wassup man?" I greeted.

"Yeah..." He trailed off looking at me. "Hello everyone." Taimak greeted us or maybe it wasn't toward me. Cole and Courtney greeted him back in the same manner as he greeted them.

"Oh, man. Girl, how come you didn't tell me your man was here?" Courtney asked Tia.

"He arrived about an hour ago and I figured you weren't coming due to your tone on the phone." Tia gave Courtney a knowing look.

"My bad! You just called at the wrong time." Courtney laughed.

"Yeah, you definitely called at the wrong time." Cole chuckled.

"I heard y'all are engaged now?" I said switching the subject back to Muscle Neck and Tia.

"Yes, indeed I did and you should know that," Taimak responded taking a seat on the couch next to Tia.

"How'd it happen?" I asked them both.

"Yeah, I wanna know too. Shit, maybe I could use some tips for my future wife." Cole told them. Tia and Taimak gave each other the once over.

"There's that question again..." Tia said still looking at Taimak with a bashful expression on her face.

"You all want to know how I proposed?" Taimak asked us.

"Nigga, ain't that what I said?" I asked him VERY irritated by the way. Why the fuck he ask the same question I just asked? Make that shit make sense... Is he a fucking idiot or what⁉️

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