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"Is that Bryson Tiller over there?" Ashley question as we walked over to Bryson and Royal. 
                          
"Yea that's him." 
                          
"Mommyyy!" Royal yelled as we got closer to them. 
                          
She hugged my legs as Ashley greeted Bryson. 
                          
"Oh my gosh you really is Bryson Tiller. I am hugeeeeee fan I know a lot about you. I even know a lot about Royal. Can I please have a hug and a picture, please?"
                          
"Sure....?" 
                          
"It's Ashley, my name is Ashley." 
                          
"Sure Ashley. Nice name by the way." 
                          
"Thanks." She smiled. 
                          
She snapped a couple of pics and hugged not wanting to let go. 
                          
Royal laughed at that. "Ashley you can't my daddy forever." 
                          
She let go chuckling. "I'm just a really big fan." 
                          
"Thanks for appreciating my music." He hugged her again placing a kiss on cheek. 
                          
"Oh my goddddd Bryson Tiller just kissed my cheek." She said as she pulled out her phone.
                          
"Karma guess what? I met Bryson Tiller." She cheered as she walked away to the swing set. 
                          
"Mommy can I go with her?" Royal asked tugging on my skirt. 
                          
"Yes baby." 
                          
She ran off to the play ground which made me smile. My baby growing up so fast. 
                          
"I'm sorry Manya for the situation I did the other day. It just that I miss you and I hate not having you around." 
                          
He got on his knees and held onto my waist. 
                          
"Baby sometimes I feel so naîve.
Thinking you would come back to me. Say I fucked up, I'd have to agree. But second chances I do believe in." He sang which made me weak in my knees.
                          
"Bryson...... Your voice." I said with tears in my eyes. 
                          
He smiled and got up from off his knees. "Manya I will do anything to get you back." 
                          
I sat down on the bench that I was standing near to. "Bryson...." He sat by me pulling me close to him. "You messed it up. We suppose to be married by now with three kids, not just one. You messed it all up Bry." 
                          
He held onto me as cry into his chest. "I'm sorry Manya. Stacy had got to me when she walked into our bedroom with nothing, but a robe on. She came onto me and got me caught into the moment. If it wasn't for her we would of still been together, but she ruin it I didn't. I'm sorry Manya." 
                          
"If you wouldn't got caught up in the moment that wouldn't happen. Maybe we wasn't meant to be together." I said playing with skirt.
                          
"Yes we was Manya. If we wouldn't we would of have a child together, or have this lovely touch that we have now. The love is still there you just not showing it." 
                          
I chuckle. "Yea I still love you Bry, but it wouldn't be right for me to love two different people." 
                          
He nodded. "I'm going to get you back Manya. I promise you that." 
                          
Just like how you promise me you wouldn't cheat on me. Oh. ! I'll sleep on that 🙃🍵. 
                          
"Bryson -