My son was the happiest person to see his father at his side. I was expecting him to freak out, shout, but nothing happened and it was a relief. It was something more barbaric. He easily agreed to go with him. He seemed to forget me in his exaltation.       'Can I stay without Aidan? Can I live without seeing my unborn baby? No! I haven't thought my life without Aidan and.. '      I grabbed the blueprinted gown from the edge of the bed and scurried to the washroom.       I changed in it hurriedly. I tucked my hair up in a messy bun, loose curly strands were brushing my cheeks and forehead, sad face, sad eyes. I would be walking dead without my babies.       I took a deep sigh and walked to the door. Carlos was waiting leaning against the wall, staring down at his wrist. He lo

I moved to the vanity. I ran my fingers in my hair. My gaze stopped on the luxury behind me. The wedding day was on the horizon. I would never be ready for it. Jasper was a good friend now. But I couldn't forget he had used me to have his company back from his father. His parents were shocked when we signed the divorce papers.       He wanted me to marry him. His threats! He looked serious. I didn't want him to take my babies away.       I travelled my gaze over my stomach, 'I'm sorry baby. I don't want to ignore you but I need time to process it. I hope. You'll forgive your momma. Your father is furious at me for hiding everything. I don't want him to know. He is doing what I feared.'      The door opened and his eyes stopped on me. I could feel his exasperation as he walked to me.       "Is Aidan alright?" I spun.      He scowled, "He loves his room. He

                                        I gulped in harsh intakes of air, breathing him in with every inhale. I recognized him before opening my eyes. His thumb swept over my cheeks       My eyes snapped open. His blue eyes were looking down at me with concern. I wasn't expecting after our argument and how did we get married. I wanted to apologize. But that would show me weak and give him more opportunities to blame things on me. Though, my heart said, he wouldn't do it. But I didn't want to take the risk. He commended situations and ruled everything that came his way.       "Why are you crying, Angel?" His voice was smooth, suave, his blue gaze looking deep into me.         I shook my head. My throat felt clogged. I blinked the remaining tears and looked around for Aidan.  

            " I feel like it’s been ages since we’ve seen you." Livia looked stylish in a green satin dress.       "Hi, how's everything?" Scarlett hugged me tightly. Her face broke into a full smile.       "Mom, thank you for coming," I hugged her. I glanced back. Jasper and Harry weren't around. I pulled back. Her hand cupped my cheek.       " He's with Jonathan. I'm glad for you." I tried to grope the sadness in her eyes which I always saw after my divorce. I smiled. She had accepted our wedding.       Lorraine stood from the couch and hugged me. She was also wearing a blue satin dress, "You look nervous." She said,       I hugged her back, " I am." Livia winked at me. Ivan was also not visible in the hall, "How's Jasper taking this and dad?" I asked.     &n

                                         My mind wasn't where it should be. We were going to wed tomorrow. No one told me what was then rumours spread out there. My family and friends were there. His family was here.      "I'm a total mess. My stomach is growing. My wedding dress won't fit me." I complained.      "Are you kidding me? You're two months pregnant, not seven or more," Livia rolled her eyes.      ' She isn't wrong. I'm just worried.'     "Yes, what's troubling you," Lorraine asked.       I took a deep breath, "He's still mad at me for hiding." I shrugged.      Both exchanged looks and came closer to me. They took me in an embrace.      "You should share your feelings. He w