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“I love you,” I whispered against his forehead. “Mama loves you so much.”

When they told me they needed to take him back over to finish checking him, panic immediately returned.

“Where are you taking him?”

“Just a few feet away. We’re not leaving the room with him right now.”

I watched as they carried our son back to the other side of the room, and this time, hearing him cry made me smile instead of panic. Malik rubbed his thumb across the back of my hand.

“Look at him over there raising hell.”

I could hear our baby protesting whatever they were doing to him. Malik laughed at him cutting up on the other side of the room.

MALIAH

Nobody had told us anything, and that was the worst part. MJ sat beside me with his elbows on his knees while staring at the floor. Tahari was on my other side, his hand resting on my thigh, while I stared at the doors Daddy and Mama had disappeared behind. I felt like this was the norm for my family now. Sitting in these waiting areas could have been on my resume at this point. I had checked the time so many times that I eventually stopped. Aunt Tori texted twice. The first time was to tell me Maylee was still asleep. The second time was to ask if we knew anything.

Before I could put any bad thoughts into my head, the doors opened, and Daddy came through in his wheelchair. I was on my feet before I even realized I had moved.

“Daddy?”

He looked at us. I tried to read his face, but I couldn’t. He looked exhausted. His eyes were red, and there were dried tears on his cheeks. My heart dropped. MJ stood beside me.

“Pops?”

Daddy rolled closer.

“Daddy, what happened?” I asked.

He looked at me, and then he smiled.

“He good.”

My knees almost gave out.

“Oh my God.”

Tahari caught me around the waist before I could stumble. I covered my mouth and started crying. MJ turned away immediately while wiping his face.