On June 16th, (the day we found out they were going to fight) on my way home from the hospital, I called Natasha. She didn't answer her home phone, so I left a message asking her why she was doing this, and to please call me. I then called her cell phone, and left the same message asking her not to be a coward, and at least have the guts to talk to me about it. She didn't, instead she sent me a text and said "All I can say is I’m sorry but some body there maid it so I cant have any of my kids – tasha –". That was it. No more of an explanation, nothing. I didn't know what to do.
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