During the reception, we cut the cake and fed wine to each other. I danced with my dad, my beloved three brothers, and my husband as to how I had planned my marriage in the past, he fulfilled my every wish.

At last, I received the most memorable gift from Claire. At first, I have no idea of what was inside. So I just handed it to my mom to keep it aside, but Claire insisted me to open the gift.


I opened the box and my mouth formed in an "O" shape the moment my eyes landed on the beautiful theme of our footprint, the one which she took during our house warming, but it was designed perfectly like an artwork.

"Thank you, Claire." I hugged her, she is always unique.

"It is a meaning of everlasting love, keep it with you." She hugged me back.


We skipped our honeymoon because of my health condition. But I'm happy with my husband and my life as how it turned from misery to fantasy.

He let go of his revenge and I let go of my pride that's how we fixed our problems and became a happy family.


My journey may start full of pain however it has a happy ending.

A few months later......

"One, two, three—" I placed my hands on my hips and shook my Swollen stomach left and right. Sweety followed my every move and did the same.

"Good girl." I smiled.

"Mommy, next step?" She looked at me eagerly.

"Yeah, now clasp your hands above your head and shook your head left and right, like this." She did as how I instructed.

"Mommy! Mommy! Once again." She jumped out of curiosity.

"No, I think today is enough." Kayish wrapped his hand around my huge belly from behind and kissed my neck.

I'm two weeks far from my due date and he didn't allow me to do any work, not even stand for a minute. If it had not for his daughter, he wouldn't have given me this moment. More preciously he would expect me to sit on the couch simply taking complete rest.

"But daddy! We are not finished." Sweety pouted her lips.

"Sweety, baby I will take you to the good tutor, she will help you with your dance competition." Kayish tried to convince her but she shook her head.

"I want Mommy to teach me." Her eyes welled with tears.

"No." He said sternly.

"Kayish!" I warned.

"Whatever but you are not-" I placed my finger on his lips. "Just five more minutes, now go and change your dress." I dismissed him and turned my attention to Sweety who is giving me a toothless smile.

He cursed something under his breath and left the room leaving us to have our fun.

For these months he is treating me like I'm a delicate doll and didn't allow me to do any work.

Every morning he gets Sweety ready for school and stays with me in our home whenever I have a hard time. If any important meeting or any problem, he will go to the office and return home within an hour.

There was a time I woke up him every night craving for food and ice cream. Poor man, he bought me whatever I was demanding not considering his sleep a bit.

One day a big earthquake bombarded between me and my lovely daughter. Sweety stole my ice cream from the fridge that I had kept for later and I got upset when I saw the fridge was empty and I barely touched my food on that day.

He bought a mini fridge for Sweety and kept varieties of ice cream in it saying it's for his precious daughter and the main one in the kitchen is for me. For that, we don't get upset with each other.

The sound seems funny, isn't it? But he managed everything perfectly even bore my mood swing. Sometimes, I feel bad for yelling at him but what can I do? It's just a hormonal change.

And the most exclusive news is he hired a personal nutritionist to monitor my every movement when Dr. Stella informed us that I have low BP and asked me to stay away from my work. On that day he made me apply for my maternity leave, that time I was seven months.

"Mommy!" Sweety looked at me eagerly waiting for me to teach her a new step. Sweety is going to dance on her school anniversary and she asked me to teach her dance and here we are practicing dance like a teacher and a student.

"We ready?" I asked and turned the music on. We practiced for five more minutes and when I was about to off the music, I felt something wet running through my legs. I gasped loudly when I felt the first contraction.

"Kayish!!" I screamed and leaned on the wall for my support when I felt another contraction.

"What happened?" He rushed into the room.

"The baby-- the baby is coming." I breathed.

Without wasting another second, he scoped me in his arms and ran towards his car. He settled me inside the passenger seat and ran inside the house to bring Sweety and the bag. He returned within a second and settled Sweety and the bag in the back seat.

"You okay?" He asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I replied calmly.

He rode the car to the hospital and carried me to the emergency ward. All our family members arrived on time, and they are eagerly waiting to see our baby boy.

Finally, I gave birth to my baby boy after 18 hours of painful labor. All the while he was with me holding my hands and soothing nothing but sweet words ignoring the curse I had given to him but I'm happier than ever because the baby is healthy that made me forget my pain.

"He is the exact replica of you." Kayish's mom whispered looking at his son.

"What are you going to name him?" Rachel asked admiring the baby.

"Chandler Karlous Miller." I whispered. We named him after our firstborn baby, through which he can live with us.

My foreparents belongs to India and as to reminisce them, our family name to one of the babies' Indian name but here I wanted to break the history. This will stop from my generation, no more pain and no more broken heart. Whenever people ask why do I have Indian name I gradually recall my family that I wanted to erase from my bucket list.

Kayish helped me to sit on the bed and gave me a glass of water once he noticed my shaking figure.

Our baby is sleeping peacefully in his crib while Sweety is looking at him dreamily placing both her palms under her chin.

Minutes later, Juliet and Claire arrived along with their boyfriends and began their blabbering about how they are going to spoil the baby, but the conversation ended with a heated argument about who is going to be the Godmother of my baby?

They both didn't come to the conclusion even after they woke up the baby.

"Listen! Your brother-in-law took your place and became Sweety's Godfather so now it's my turn and I'm not going to give my place to anyone." Juliet folded her hand against her chest.

"What if I break up with this blonde guy?" Claire pointed her finger at Draco. "Then I won't be related to his brother and he won't become my brother-in-law." Claire shrugged her shoulders.

"What, no!! You are not leaving me." Draco gave her a weird look. Poor man, he might have got a mini heart attack.

"Okay, fine. Juliet will become the godmother of this baby and Claire you will own my other baby." Kayish said smirking at me.

"What!!! You are going to sleep on the couch, Mr. Miller!!!" I shrieked that made everyone laugh richly.

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The End