Romans & histoires Did Aaliyah Have A Daughter

“You are the mother of my son?” THE LAST THING Aaliyah wanted to do was tell this man about Troy. But stubborn as she might have been—and for good or ill, she knew too well that she was stubborn, or she might have attempted to make peace with her parents in the years since Troy had been born instead of imagining various versions of life-well-lived revenge—she hoped she wasn’t a complete idiot. There was no way he wouldn’t find out everything there was about her son eventually. She was faintly surprised Hannah Ynnah hadn’t sent him a dossier already.

Yes, I could use a drink, but coffee would do just fine, so I drove straight home, still thinking of what to do. When I reached home, I parked and headed in. I expected it to be empty, but Aaliyah was there painting her nails. “You’re finally home,” she said. I sighed and walked to the kitchen. “I thought I would have to go to that attorney’s house again.” She followed me. “I told you, Aaliyah. I went on a date with her daughter, okay.” “Oh, something you’ve never done with your own son?” “Let’s see. When my son was six, where was the mother again? Oh, that’s right—she was out having fun with other men, so she couldn’t possibly see what I was doing.”

“Of course he doesn’t. If Orrin Hayes knew Aaliyah had been pregnant when he married her—pregnant possibly with Henry’s child—he wouldn't spare a minute with her. But she’s clever. She’s been hiding it… from everyone.” Pedro went quiet, waiting. “You’ve done enough,” I murmured. “Back off for now.” “Copy that.” I ended the call and stood there, breathing in the quiet weight of my own satisfaction. So, it was true. Aaliyah had a son. A boy with the Hayes name but possibly Henry’s blood. The perfect little secret. The kind of secret empires fall for. The kind that ruins. I turned and my eyes caught my reflection in the window’s glass—composed, elegant, victorious.

Travis' father asked again. “No daddy, I'm not pretending now because I really love Aaliyah. Since she left, I worked hard for her, everything I achieved now is because of her. She was my inspiration, Trish knows that because she's been with me since then,” Travis said, “And that kid earlier, she's your grandchild daddy, our child with Aaliyah.” He smiled as he spoke. “Child? How? That child is already big,” Travis' mother asked. “When Aaliyah left, she was already pregnant. And that's Trishana,” Travis replied.

she paused and wiped her face. "My dad was killed, and I was left alone to walk this world alone," Khloe lamented in tears. The old witch Aliya raised her hands to pay her on her shoulder but slightly unsure of such a gesture, dropped her hands. "you won't be alone anymore," Aliya said trying to cheer her up. "It easy for you to say," Khloe said sadly. "I thought you have a new mother now?" Aliya asked, Khloe turned her wet face towards Aliya and saw the wrinkled smile on her face, she knew who Aliya was referring to.

I let out a soft chuckle in response, knowing he really meant Alliah's. "Can you tell Alliah that I am sorry and I hope there won't be any hard feeling's between us going forward. I would really like to see her ascend the throne, and I am not the only one. Once she arrives back in the kingdom, hand the documentation about Laylia being the daughter of the King to my dad, and he will take care of the rest. Just be ready for back lash. If you need updates on Laylia, he will be glad to give you them." Without another word, Uriah quickly turned to the door. Just as he was about to step out, he rested his hand on the door way and looked back.

she said and stood up to check if anyone was coming and continued "Why do you want to spoil my plans for you? You think telling him the truth would make a big difference in this relationship? Do you?" I kept silent and nodded "Madison,you need to stop being childish and think about your future. Telling him now will only spoil your image and our good name. Once the paparazzi get to know about this, it will be everywhere. Your story will be in every cover page in the magazine. Evans wouldn't think twice about it and go and marry that girl.. What's her name?" "Alex?" "Yeah. My daughter, please be very careful about what you do" "But what if he finds out? What then?"

The noise is unbecoming, drawing the attention of everyone including Aaliyah and she stops. A young lady with a baby strapped to her back and a viable baby bump is seen. "Please, don't!” she pleads and it hits, it's Shelly. “Aaliyah!” Aaliyah staggers backward, almost collapsing but Alpha Hunter is swift to steady her, standing firm behind her as her anchor. “Shelly?” Heavy words made her stutter. "Where have you been all my life?” "Life happened, it wasn't a good experience.” "He couldn't protect his own daughter,” disdain palpable in her voice "He's not deserving of you.”

No go to your second daughter's house and don't come here " I yelled back at her. " Aiish.......Stubborn girl ,when we are telling her the truth she calls it yabbing I heard my mom say to herself as my tears increased . She's not even feeling remorseful after all thoes words she threw at me. What kind of ugly life I'm I living for God's sake. " Alyssa open the door this minute! " my mom knocked hard on the door. " Please go away cause I'm not going to open this door ,go live with Tiana " I cried prufously.

After I got home that day, I saw Ellie watching Chloe's videos on her phone. “Daddy, Mommy’s changed.” She turned around and spoke to me sweetly as soon as she heard me open the door. I glanced at the phone. There were two similar faces on the lit-up screen, chatting away. It was Chloe and the healthy living influencer she copied. “The truth is we've always been good friends. She asked me before she made those videos copying mine. “I believe everyone has the right to become pretty. Every girl wants to look their best, after all!