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It was a Saturday night and she heard about the event at Michael’s Angels. At first she was going to rest her feet, because it had been a long week at the salon. However, her girls convinced her that drinks and strippers was going to make it better. 

They arrived, and skipped the line outside. She had called ahead to make sure Sincere saved them their spot. The group of ladies went over and immediately got to drinking. 

Passion knew the man she laid next to at night. Jordan had always been the same guy since they first met. It was a constant struggle, because she was upfront with her parents about his lifestyle. Although, she said he ran a modeling agency. Saying he was a pimp would have drove them crazy. She loved him no less.

Times like this she wished he’d change his profession. Earlier she asked him to come to her sister’s baby shower to get him more involved with the family, but of course he never made it. Jordan never gave her a hard yes, but she expected much more of him.

Passion had been home for awhile, and to get over her frustration she was going to step out tonight, and it wasn’t going to be a lowkey night for her. 

Passion had been going back and forth with herself and God. She knew that this was a blessing and probably wouldn't come again. There were going to be issues, and whatever they were she knew that she was now living for somebody else. Passion still had to break the news to her family and Jordan. Her family was going to be the tougher out of the two, but the longer conversation was going to be with Jordan.

The female had made it back to the house that afternoon, and it was perfect timing because it looked like Jordan had just gotten up. "Somebody is awake." She walked by him and rubbed his head as she went to pour herself a glass of OJ. "What you getting into today?"

Passion did not expect her pregnancy to be this unenjoyable. Her baby girl was taking her through hell and back, and she was ready to be done with these nine months.

It was safe to say Passion had been hibernating, and knew others wanted to join in on the blessing. Stoni had reached out to her earlier in her pregnancy, and Passion wanted to follow through and hoped the other mother to be understood. "It's Passion." She said once a voice was heard on the other side.

[”This mommy shit is no joke. I love my little girl Cyn, but the attitude on her is too much some times. Luckily, when I need to get away my sister is there to help me.”] 

Being a mother was supposed to be something she was happy about, but when it got closer to the due date she went through a major change. She was engaged to be Mrs.Williams, but when she was approached by another woman her gut let her know she wasn’t crazy. Passion had suspected that something was up, but to have it right in her face shocked her. Her happy little family was torn apart, and now the two of them co-parent.

[”Everybody knows I don’t have a good track record with men, but when he proposed I thought that all the hurt was over. I was a little over seven months when I found out about the other, and three weeks later I gave birth to Cyn Amora Williams.”] 

“Play it back for me.” Passion didn’t let her pain keep her locked in her room, but she did let it inspire good music. Her mixtape, Juicy Mama, was finished so all the new music was for her debut album. With Reggie and her being on good terms she entertained the idea of him being in the studio with her, due to Versace’s blessing. 

Most people thought Passion to be a spoiled, pretty girl that lucked up getting with the richest nigga in the streets. Yea, Jordan took care of her, but her bank account was filled with her money. She owned her own salon, Laid Salon, and not to mention the few celebs she would slay. She was a woman in her own, but had a partner that matched her fly. At times the two different lifestyles made it hard for them to combine. 

Passion was ready for the family life, and she felt Jordan was too attached to the fast money. The only person she vented to majority of the time was her girl Gianna. The both of them had grown over the years, and even had to get over a couple bumps. That was the only reason she came to her to flush out her thoughts. She met her at her dance studio. “Mamas.” She smiled, as she scanned the room and was glad she just finished up. The two of them hugged. “I have something I want to run by you.” She sat on the floor Indian style, and hoped the other female would follow. Passion hadn’t fully come to terms with it, so she pulled the ultrasound out her purse. She was six weeks pregnant. 

After getting the news she didn’t want, her head had been a mess. She was supposed to drop her album today, but it was too much going on in her personal life to even enjoy a release. It hurt more than anything, because they were friends and she just decided to let him in more. She knew that she was a tough cookie, but only the strong survived. 

Right now she needed girl time, and that’s why she stopped at Dunkin Donuts and got a dozen donuts, and stopped at the ABC store to get two bottles of wine before making it to Gigi’s house. 

Passion had already ate three doughnuts before reaching her house. She walked up to the door and knocked. 

Passion could hold a grudge, and stay mad at a person forever. However, she knew how much Nino meant to Jordan and through it all Nino always showed her respect, and a good time. This was the time Jordan needed a strong support system, because his brother’s life was on the line. 

She arrived at the hospital not knowing what to expect from him, but knew that this wasn’t the time to hash out their drama. When she got the news that he was awake a sigh of relief left her body, and that’s why she was walking in with a smile. 

“Hey yall.” 

She smiled, nervous out her mind, but wasn’t going to walk away now. 

Nino: “Damn, yall need to let them serve my ass them bland ass mashed potatoes first, I need some snacks for this. 

Confessional: Jesus be a fence.