Shawnie's POV

After the party was over, Chris pulled me to the side, saying he wanted to talk to me. I thought it would be better if we went outside because I didn't know if this was a good or bad conversation. Lately some of the conversations have been a little iffy. So we go outside and he pulls his phone out. He goes into his photo gallery and he shows me pictures that I have never seen before, I don't think anyone has seen them before.

I was completely shocked by what I was seeing. They even made a gif?

"What?" I take his phone and look at the pictures closer.

"This wasn't random. They look like they know each other well. Sitting courtside at a basketball game?" He says

"Chris? Really?" I am floored. Looking at these pictures, They paint a completely different picture from what I was told, and I'm confused.

"I'm surprised that we're just now seeing these pictures." He says

"I know. It's probably because he's just a nobody doctor." I gave him his phone back.

"Now do you still think I'm crazy?"

"Well yeah, I do think you're crazy but as far as the situation goes you were right for feeling how you feel. But let me talk to him first. I just want to see what he has to say when I show him these pictures. Send them to me."

"This shit has me fucked up on so many levels. Because if he can get into my medical files, what the fuck? Like, this just isn't a petty ass little beef. Like he's taking this and making it way bigger than what I thought it was."

"He was, but we're not there anymore. He's not even your doctor anymore."

"You know what? This could be the reason why he was taken off my case. Remember I told you they had him escorted off of the grounds and Dr. Fox wouldn't tell me what was going on, he just said he was removed." He explains

"Yeah." I remember this exact situation because I remember thinking that it had to have been something big for him to be removed from Chris's case but no information ever came out so I just put it out of my mind.

"This could've been why." He says

"Probably."

"I'm a little worried about you. If he can do some shit like get into my medical files, I am pretty sure he can do a whole lot more. I don't know how he did it but he's turning out to seem like a dangerous person."

"I don't think he's dangerous, he's just calculated. He didn't like you. Chris, let's be real, you basically did the same thing to Ammika."

"Wait, I feel like that was different." He says

"It wasn't." I laugh a little. He's really trying to justify his actions when all both of them ever did was be shady towards the other one.

"I get bad anxiety knowing that you're in another country with him, and with my daughter."

"Christopher, that's my husband. He's not gonna do anything to me. He's not gonna do anything to Genesis, he loves her to death. And he's not gonna do anything to our son. You really are making it seem like he is bat shit crazy when you're the one who has all the issues. I understand you're worried..."

He cuts me off, "Hell yeah, I'm worried. I can't help you if you need it. You're here by yourself."

"I'm starting to understand why you do what you do when you're in town. I'm okay Chris. I appreciate your concern, but I'm fine. So anyway, don't say anything about it. Let me talk to him and get whatever information that I can and I'll let you know."

"Aight.... No friends in the industry?"

I roll my eyes. Ever since Aubrey's album, Certified Lover Boy came out everyone seems to think No Friends In The Industry is about Chris. And judging by Chris's face, he does too.

"Chris, it isn't about you." I say

"He talked about them trying to set up meetings between us, and all the social media posts. Coincidence?"

"Yes. Don't go backwards. You guts are working on your relationship. It's nothing. You're just looking for something." I say

"Yeah, whatever...."

"How are things with you and Diamond?" I ask

"We're good. I'm trying to be more attentive and there for her. I learned from my experience with you being pregnant and I'm just trying to do whatever she asked me to." He says, while rolling his eyes.

"Why are you rolling your eyes? Are you not happy?"

"I'm aight. We're good and I'm trying to make things work with her. I'm trying to do things differently. I'm trying to think differently, I'm trying to rationalize things differently. Overall, I'm good though."

"That's good to hear." I say

"Yeah...." He says, then walks back into the house.

I didn't say anything but, he just left me standing there. I just brushed it off and I followed him back into the house.

As soon as I step in I see Aubrey sitting at the piano, across the room. I walk right over to him and take a seat next to him. I cup his face with both of my hands and we kiss.

I'm not sure if anyone was looking, not that I cared but I wasn't trying to put it on display. I love my husband and being up here with Aubrey these last few months, has been great for us. He's shown me that I can have the love I've been wanting and needing. Aubrey fills a void that I've been missing, and have been trying to fill for years. I lost the love of my life and it's affected me in ways I didn't even know. Aubrey makes me feel how I used to feel with him.

"Profess your love for me." I say jokingly, but he knew I was serious.

He looks at me for a few seconds, "You okay?"

"Yes, baby. Go ahead, I'm listening." I smile at him. He knows something just happened, but I'll save it for tomorrow. I don't want to ruin the moment, or my daughters day.

"I got you." He starts playing the piano.

As he's playing, I'm reminded of something I've heard before. He briefly let me listen to this but there were no words to it.

"I've heard this.." I said smiling.

"Yeah, but it wasn't finished. This is what I said I had on the album for you. I told you you had to wait for it to come out, but we only have a couple weeks left. Ima doing my version..." he says, playing the keys. He starts singing acappella his version of Yabba's Heartbreak.

Aubrey gets me.

I put my arms around his neck and I kiss him on his cheek. "I love you." I whisper in his ear.

"I love you so much more." He says back to me.

I glanced over in the direction of some people. I felt like eyes were on me and I see they were. Chris was looking at me. When we made eye contact and he just shakes his head, and turns his back. I just lay my head on his shoulder.

Other than the talk Between Chris and I, I'm actually happy I was able to bring everyone together and they were able to either put their differences aside or talk through their differences and work it out. I'm happy that my daughter's first birthday party was able to do that for everyone. I may have issues with some of these people but I still love them and I still want to see them happy and I want everything to be good between us. I know everyone doesn't approve of my relationship but we're married and we're not getting divorced. That's just something that they have to deal with. It's my marriage and I'm the one that's in it.

Truth be told, Aubrey is good for me. We help each other, we depend on each other, we love each other and we respect each other. He's actually patient with me and he tries to understand where I'm coming from. He doesn't just jump down my throat, or get upset with me. I'm so happy with him and that's all that matters. We're happy.

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The next day, I woke up feeling off. I had a lot going on and the information that Chris gave me just made me super overwhelmed with anxiety. Needless to say, I wasn't really able to hide my feelings and Aubrey definitely knew something was bothering me. We had a talk last night, after everyone left. He was trying to get information out of me but I just didn't feel like last night was the right time to bring it up because the information was still new in my head and my feelings were all over the place about it. I figured it would be a good idea for me to sleep on it and then we could have a talk about it tomorrow, which is today.

I get up, get dressed and I go downstairs and I sit in the kitchen while Kay cooks me breakfast. I was actually sitting on my laptop, working. Just answering emails, nothing too strenuous. I was actually trying to get back into the habit of working from home, because I decided that I was going to go back to work as soon as possible, between babies.

Aubrey walks in smiling. He comes over, kisses me on the cheek and takes a seat next to me.

"You wanna talk now?" He asks

"Can it wait until he's done cooking me breakfast because you know how you get when your staff is around." I say

"Yeah..." He looks over at me, "You look pretty this morning."

"Thank you. What are your plans for today?" I ask

"Business meetings, a few phone calls. I have to meet with the hockey execs."

"Ohh, I wanna go!" I smile, "You know I finalized that deal for you."

"That you did!!" He smiles, "What do you have to do today?"

"Lunch with Dori, then therapy." I answer.

"Last one?"

"Yeah. I feel a little off though."

"Off how?" He looks at me with a concerned look on his face. He put his hand on my stomach.

"Don't know. I just feel weird." I tried to explain but I really don't know how to describe the way I'm feeling.

"Weird how? Do you think something is wrong with the baby?"

"No, I'm not in pain or anything, I just feel a little weird." I watch as Kay puts my plate in front of me.

"Let me know if anything happens, I'll call the doctor now and have him come over." Aubrey says

"I just wanna go to therapy and get this last session over with. If I still feel the same way at the therapy then you can call."

"Okay," I began to eat as Kay walked out of the kitchen.

I watch Aubrey, watch as Kay leaves, then he looks at me. "Look, I don't know how long he's going to be gone, but I wanted to talk to you about something that was brought to my attention yesterday." I start, and he nods his head, "I didn't wanna say anything at first because I didn't want to jump to any conclusions. I wanted to sleep on it and see how I felt about the situation today."

"Okay." He says

"I know you knew something was bothering me yesterday, but I just didn't wanna talk about it for that reason. So, I saw some pictures of you and Chris's old therapist, Dr. Jordan? Can you explain to me what that was because you told me that he was just a random person who asked to take a picture with you... but then I see you guys sitting next to each other, at a basketball game. So I'm confused. Do you know him or not?" I ask

When I asked that question, he broke eye contact with me and looked away. He looked as if he was thinking but he still didn't look bothered by my question at all. He was calculating.

"I don't know..." He pauses for a few seconds, then he starts talking again, "I didn't know him at first... he came up to me and asked me for a picture. At first it was cool, took the picture, and he walked away. But like at half time he came back and we started talking about the game, so he sat down next to me. But then he started talking... And he told me that he was his doctor."

"And?" I know this man didn't just sit down and tell him he was a doctor. There is more to the story... well he did seem kind of shady.

"I know how it looks, but that's what the conversation was." He says

"Are you lying to me Aubrey?" I ask

"No, Mami. I'm not." He says without skipping a beat.

"Then why didn't you tell me when we talked about it months ago?"

"I didn't tell you the full story when it happened because I didn't feel like I needed to. You know how I am. You know I will never do anything to hurt you or mislead you. Whoever got this information just doesn't know the full story." He says

"What's the full story?" I'm not showing any emotion because of this nigga is lying to me, ima be pissed.

"I just told you." He says, "Don't try to use your lawyer antics on me. That was all that happened."

"Do you have his number?" I ask

He looks at me like I'm crazy and then frowns his face up, "Naw, I don't know him."

"When was the last time you talked to him?"

"At the game. Baby, I swear I don't know him. That encounter was all that it was. And from the sounds of it, it seems like he knew what he was doing. Like I just said, I know how it looks, but don't try to turn this around on me. I didn't do anything, and I don't know anything. I had a bunch of fans come up to me that night and take photos with me. He was no different, he just happen to have courtside seats as well. So he had access to the floor. You being a real asshole trying to use your lawyer skills on me." He laughs.

"Okay, Aubrey." I don't find it funny at all, but I know he's not lying.

He's definitely telling the truth. I think Chris is looking for some type of a reason for all this bullshit so he could feel justified but there's just not one. I feel bad but I don't know what to tell him.

"Can you stop interrogating me now?" He says

"I'm not a defense attorney. I only helped Chris out once."

"Well you do seem very defensive."

"Because I'm irritated with all of this bullshit. I just want both of y'all to stop going back-and-forth. Somebody brought the pictures to him, and he brought them to me. I told him I will talk to you about it because he didn't wanna say anything because it wouldn't come off right. I'm just really irritated because I have a lot going on and this is the last bullshit I need to deal with. It's just a lot on me right now, and I don't feel well. I'm just stressed out. I'm sorry." I run my hands over my face.

"Baby, come on. Let's go lay down." He reaches for me but I don't move.

"I can't. I have to go to therapy."

"But if you don't feel well, I don't feel right letting you leave and I especially don't feel right letting you drive over there."

"I'm fine." I looked over at him and I could tell he was concerned. He wanted to say more but he didn't want to set me off, so he just left it alone.

"Okay..." he says

"Go do whatever it is that you have to do. When I get done eating, I'm going to get my shit and I'm gonna go to therapy." I'm just so irritated right now.

"Are you upset?"

"Yes, and I'm stressed the fuck out. You told me I wouldn't feel like this." Not that it's all his fault but he told me I wasn't going to be stressed during my pregnancy. He needs to do something.

"And I'm trying to help you but you're not letting me. I told you I would take the stress off of you but you're telling me to go." He says frustrated. "Just tell me what to do. Let me take the damn stress off of you."

"Nothing. I got it." I get up and walk out of the kitchen and into the living room.

"You didn't even finish your food." He says from the kitchen but I don't respond. "SHAWNIE GET BACK IN HERE!!!!" He yells and I kind of stop in my tracks. He never takes that tone with me me.

Before I could turn around and walk back into the kitchen, he was walking out.

"We don't do this. We don't argue, so let's stop this. Listen to me, I'm trying to help you. I'm trying to do whatever you want me to do but you're not letting me help and you're not telling me anything. If this has to do with the pictures, let shit that go baby. I told you everything. You know I would never jeopardize our relationship." He hugs me and I hug him back. We stand like that for a few seconds.

I know he's trying and I'm not letting him. It's a thing that I do. I'm becoming more aware of it as I get older and I try to catch myself and fix it.

"I know you wouldn't. I'm just irritated right now, babe. I have so many things on my mind and I just want to go to get this over with...and I'm nervous." I admit.

"Do you want me to go with you?" He asks

"I do. But only if you want to."

"I want to. I just have to make some calls and move this meeting."

"Okay." I say

He gathers his things and we head out to go to my therapy session.

I'm nervous as hell because this is my last session and I don't know what's going to come out of this.

This is going to be interesting....

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