"He's going to make your day," Livia muttered in my ear.
There were soft murmurs in the room. I glanced at the designer, Scarlett and my to-be-mother-in-law. They looked like old friends. But they weren't. Now they were.
I grabbed my phone, "Hi," She protested, trying to get my phone back. She sent me a sweet smile, "I didn't see it,"
Carlos had sent me a picture of a diamond necklace. He purchased it for me. I was going to wear it on our wedding day.
"You're staring at the screen for a half hour." I shook my head.
My eyes burned painfully with unshed tears but I wasn't going to cry. He was behaving like a perfect husband. And it was quite unbelievable. Was he showing off in front of our families? That could be. I shou
I saw him leaning against his car, waiting too patiently. I glanced back at Livia and Lorraine. I was feeling shy like a little girl. After watching Elisa, I could bet no little girl would be shying like me. I pushed back the worried thoughts. "You're looking gorgeous. Now go," Lorraine's voice drifted from behind to me, " "I can understand it's your first date. But he's your husband, " Livia muttered in my ear. I dug my front teeth on my bottom lips, "We should ask Carlos to pick her up.'' Lorraine smiled brightly. " No," I squealed in a whisper. " We should leave them," I heard the click of their high heels. I was wearing sneakers but no one needed to know this. Carlos was crisp grey t-shirt clung to the shape of his torso, and I couldn’t help but sneak a peek at him. He sauntered towa
I never let feelings get in the way. She proved me wrong every time. Whenever I saw my boy. It just boiled my blood. She kept him away. my brows knitted together recalling when I knew about our son. She was my wife. Yes, I forced her in. I wouldn't regret it ever. I couldn't ignore the Relief that poured through me. She was mine. She loved me too. Finally, I took the time to push my anger away. I missed seeing her with our baby and a lot more things. She turned. Our gaze locked. Her brown eyes are beautiful. I tucked the long locks of her hair behind her ear, "You need rest," I told her. She chewed on her lower lip, "Will you answer me honestly?" She said. I wanted to shoot my brows up. But I nodded my head. I got her medical report. S
We were sitting in a luxurious room, one of his grand hotels. My wedding gown was ivory white, strapless, full A-line. It was a unique piece. I could hardly recognize myself. I blinked at myself and glanced at my children through the mirror. Elisa was hopping on her bare feet while Aidan and Elliot were making a ring of their arms around her. "You should put on your shoes, Elisa. We'll not get cake after the wedding," Elliot said. "I'm eating a lot of cake today," Aidan said, smiling. A glow of happiness spread through me. We were going to start our life together as I always wanted it to as a family. I closed my eyes and breathed slowly and deeply. My veil was simple, cascading down my back, I was having the best hair