CHAPTER 11Tears of joy welled up in my eyes as I looked at my two best friends, now chosen as the godmothers to my unborn child. In that moment, I knew that my child would be surrounded by an abundance of love, laughter, and unwavering support. The support of it's mother and godmother's. With or without it's father.Together, my friends and I would navigate the beautiful journey of parenthood, with Natalie and Laila by my side, guiding, nurturing, and showering my child with their unique influences. And as for the aunt title, well, we would figure it out as a united front, just as we always had. An idea suddenly popped up in my head but I decided to leave it for then.I placed my hands on my belly once more, trying to feel even if the slightest hint that there was a life in there but there was nothing as expected. I whispered, "You are so loved already, little one. You will have two extraordinary godmothers who will shape your life in the most incred

Chapter 13 "I had the most incredible opportunity, Alexander. I was invited to the Met Gala, but I couldn't bear the thought of being away from you any longer, so I decided to come visit my dearest son and heir to our family empire" she praised, her voice filled with a mix of pride and affection. I continued to gaze intently into her eyes, unyielding in my scrutiny. The silence between us grew heavy, as if the unspoken words hung in the air, waiting to be acknowledged. I knew I was making her uncomfortable but that was the plan and it would go on until she breaks. "Stop," she finally said, her voice tinged with unease. "You're making me nervous." She complained "I feel like I'm in the presence of some kind of investigator over some kind of crime" she said, slowly fanning herself with her hand. Without a hint of emotion, I broke the silence, my words cutting through the air with an icy edge. "New boyfriend? judging by the new diamond wedding ring

CHAPTER 15With renewed energy, I walked through the living room, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. Leaving the living room behind, as I walked into the kitchen, the savory aroma of freshly baked bread filled the air. Natalie and Laila were bustling around, setting up the table with utmost care and precision. Plates, glasses, and silverware were meticulously arranged. I couldn't help but smile at the sight of my two dear friends working together, their laughter and banter filling the room. "Hey, Em, come on in!" Natalie called out, flashing me a wide grin. "We're almost ready!" Laila looked up from her task and waved at me, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Emma, come sit at the table, seat at the edge." My heart swelled with warmth and gratitude. These incredible women had been my pillars of strength since the moment I told them about my pregnancy. They had showered me with love, support, and endless kindness. And now, they were going above

CHAPTER 17Time seemed to stand still as I became an invisible observer in their world. I laughed with Isabella during moments of sheer joy, my heart swelled with her newfound love. And when the bitter winds of adversity blew, and their love was tested, I shed tears alongside her, my heart aching with every setback, every cruel twist of fate that threatened to tear them apart.In the corners of my reality, the sounds of the bustling city and the mundane tasks waiting for my attention faded into insignificance. All that mattered was the story unfolding in my hands, the emotions that surged through me with each word. The world outside ceased to exist as I willingly surrendered myself to the intoxicating allure of this enchanting tale. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the room, I reluctantly closed the book, the final pages whispering a bittersweet farewell. Isabella and Lewis story had reached its conclusion, leaving

CHAPTER 19I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by it all. We barely knew each other but it seems that it was all destiny work, our love grew strong. E should've realized it sooner, our instant connection at the gallery opening came as a shock to me as I rarely spent time with the opposite gender, but something about Alexander pulled me in and that resulted into this being in my belly. But still nothing could have prepared me for this moment, for the sheer intensity of emotions that flooded through me when Alexander dropped to one knee and asked me to be his wife.The ring on my finger made it feel weightier than ever before. It was a symbol of commitment, a promise of forever. And as we continued our leisurely walk, I couldn't help but steal glances at it, marveling at its beauty and the significance it held. Each time the moonlight caught the diamond, it sparkled.The world around me had transformed. It was as if love had painted everything in vivid co