I sat back on the chair rubbing my belly as hunger coursed through my body and my stomach grumbling loudly disappointed in my actions of not feeding myself.
"K where is your mother?" I growled bouncing my knees up and down, she had requested this dinner to talk over the contract although I didn't understand what was the purpose of me being here. To add to my distaste of this day, I was a week late with my pregnancy and since I wasn't really sure when was my last period, the doctor concluded that we had calculated my 'estimate' time wrongly.
"She'll be here Foxie, relax," glaring at him, he shook his head. "Maybe I should call her."
"You think?" I snapped, besides, I don't understand what was the point of even having this dinner over a contract that was terminated two months ago! Most important of all, again, why am I here!
"I have arrived, you can stop calling me son," she said in her strong, powerful yet so lady voice.
"You're late mother."
Rina squeezed my hand really hard as she was being rolled into her private room that I had paid for because let's be honest about this, they deserve this. She was doing some breathing exercises with my mother and her mother was on his way. Her water breaks in the weirdest places, first it was Bo's couch now the restaurant but I didn't want to say anything about it. It's almost funny looking at these cooperate with each other but I'm not going to say anything about it."K," Rina whispered looking at me from the corner of her eye, her skin was glistening with sweat and I wondered if she was pain."Yes?""Could you please stop thinking out loud, it's making me angry," she said so calm and I was confused, wasn't she supposed to be shouting and screaming right now?"How long ago did her water break?" the doctor asked me and I was shocked, I couldn't respond, I opened my mouth but nothing came out."About twenty minutes ago," my mother responded and they helped her get on the bed and into t
Five Months LaterGiving birth to twins was difficult as it always is, but not being able to bond with your own children was worse and attending therapy had to be much worse, but as long as I was getting the help I needed right? Dr Ferg understood me all too well, or what it was I tried to say but wasn't able to get it through my lips. I'm currently going through a phase of hating myself eternally and internally, what kind of a person has a hard time being around their own children?I always pre-pump my milk, every time K enters the room holding them I exit and stay in my bedroom until I eventually fall asleep on top of the covers and wake up underneath them with K's arms wrapped around, but these days he's always facing the other direction and I don't blame him.Explaining all of this to Dr Ferg is relaxing to see somebody is listening to me and not trying to get me to see things their way, but help me figure things out."Why do you think Khalil hates you?" he asked me and I took a d
After months of much-needed therapy sessions, I was finally able to finally hold my babygirls and I broke down when I held them and I didn't want anyone to take them from me, their smell was extremely sweet and I loved it, their smiles drove me crazy and every time they smiled for me I would giggle like a school kid and cry afterwards. My babies were everything and I missed out on so much of their lives, ten months was a lot but I would make up for it.K said I was becoming obsessed with them because I would always watch them sleep and follow them around the house as they crawled around it, maybe he doesn't understand that I'm trying to make up for lost time and I just can't get my eyes off of them, at all!"Rina! Come help me finish packing up," K shouted from the bedroom and I ignored him watching as Khuli and Khaili played with Remi and Rene, the K twins were just as obsessed as I was with Remi and Rene, I mean who would never be obsessed with such adorable twins? "
Being married to K had to be the hardest and most challenging thing ever, and I don't mean our relationship was hard, not at all, it was whohe was in this place. Always attending events, having photoshoots, a million interviews and having so many people around us. It was exhausting and annoying too.Which brings us to this day, two years later and we're finally having our wedding! However, let us clarify that a bit, the wedding isn't happening because I want it to happen, it's happening because he's Khalil Mancuso and some other reason that I don't remember.Standing in front of the mirror I huffed looking at myself but I was screaming internally looking at my wedding dress, I repeat my wedding dress! It was a ball gown wedding dress, filled with pearls and diamonds at almost every piece of the dress, it had the longest sleeves I had ever seen in a dress, they were see-through but they also had those small pieces of diamonds and pearls plastered around t