Marcy
Six months later.
I stare at my reflection in the dressing room mirror, surprised at how far I’ve come. My long brown hair is swept up into a messy up-do, with little curls and braids poking out here and there. I have a delicate tiara on my head, and my makeup is subtle yet flattering. To be honest, there’s a glow to my cheeks because the truth is that I haven’t been able to stop smiling since I woke up this morning.
“My blushing baby girl,” my mom hugs me from behind, tears in her pretty brown eyes. “You look like a princess, Marcella.”
I squeeze her hand, feeling my own eyes fill with happy tears. “I feel like one, Mom. But that’s what Jared does to me. I’m the center of his world, and he’s the center of mine too.”
“And that is exactly as it should be,” my mom nods knowingly. She plants a light kiss on my cheek. “Now, let me see my soon to be granddaughter. Miss Vivi, did you remember to fasten your shoes?”
I look over my shoulder at little Vi, who’s sitting on a nearby couch, swinging her chubby legs. As she does so, one of her patent leather shoes drops off her foot and tumbles to the floor. She giggles.
“No Nana, I guess I forgot.”
My mom laughs and scoops up the white shoe. “Here, let Nana help.”
We all laugh because little Vivi looks absolutely adorable in her tiny flower girl dress. She and I picked it out together and it’s darling. The outfit is made of tulle the color of lilac, and the bodice is covered with dainty lilac and white flowers. On her head, she wears her own tiny tiara that matches mine.
Even better, Vivi gave me a special bracelet today that I’m wearing on my wrist, and my heart turns over as I look at it. It’s a dainty silver chain with half of a heart on it that reads ‘Mama.’ On her own tiny wrist, Vivi wears a matching bracelet, but her charm says ‘Daughter’ instead. Tears fill my eyes because I’m so lucky to have a baby girl like Vivian. When I agreed to marry Jared, I knew I would be getting Vivian as part of a package deal, and it’s the best bonus ever.
“There you go, cutie pie,” my mom says, patting Vivi’s shoes after she finishes buckling them. “Now you’re ready to dance the night away at the reception. And you definitely won’t trip going down the aisle.” Mom winks at the little girl, who giggles.
At that moment, who but Petunia bursts into the room, looking stunning in her maid of honor dress. The deep purple makes her skin luminescent while the cut hugs her curves in all the right places.
“Okay, I managed to track down some bubbly!” she squeals. “Bottoms up, girlfriend!”
I shoot her a smile.
“Really Pet? Before the ceremony? Shouldn’t we wait until the reception?”
“Hell no!” she says vehemently, already popping the cork. “I can’t last that long.”
She hands me a flute, and we clink merrily.
“Here’s to Marcy!” Pet cheers. “Yay!”
I wet my lips, not really drinking, but then Pet pulls me aside.
“I hate to bring this up on your wedding day, girlfriend, but we haven’t caught up in a long time. So what happened to that guy? You know, the one who assaulted you?”
I sigh. “Well, we went to the police, of course, but according to them, there isn’t much they can do unless I press charges. And I just didn’t feel comfortable doing that.”
Pet stares.
“Yeah, but he punched you. I remember the bruise on your cheek.”
I nod and look down.
“I know, but I felt like pressing charges meant I was going to have to re-live the whole thing, so I decided to give myself a break. I mean, of course I told Child Mine about Tristan, and they banned him immediately. There’s also a central database that I guess all the babysitting agencies use, and they red-flagged him, so I think he’s going to have a hard time finding help from here on out. So at least on that front there are some protections in place,” I say. “I don’t want what happened to me to happen to some other unsuspecting woman.”
Pet takes my hand. “No, it’s fine,” she says softly. “Every woman has to do what’s right for herself, and I can only imagine how awful that was for you.”
I squeeze her hand. “I’m okay, honestly. I’m just thankful that Jared showed up when he did, although I guess I’m just worried about Tristan’s kid— that poor baby is going to grow up with a horrible person. I hope he just doesn’t become a horrible person because of all the bad influences.”
“Well, I’ll punch this Tristan person if I ever see him on the street,” Pet says in a vengeful voice, already beginning to shadowbox. “What an asshole!”
I giggle.
“Um yes, but also how would you even know what he looks like? You didn’t meet him,” I tease my buddy. She shakes off my doubt with an airy toss of her head.
“Oh trust me, I would know. Instinct. That prick wouldn’t stand a chance.” Pet makes a fake karate chop in the air. “Anyway, what about that di—” she looks over at my mother and lowers her voice. “Are you and Jared going to come back to Sanctum at all? We haven’t seen you in a long time.”
I lean in close so that our voices are barely above a whisper. After all, my mom and Vivi are in the room, and even if they’re giggling about their own little inside joke, I still don’t want them to overhear this particular part of the conversation.
“I don’t know,” I whisper. “I think so, and I kind of hope so. The club is always so much fun, and Jared and I definitely like to keep things spicy so to say.”
Petunia giggles, her brown curls bouncing.
“Well, I hope you come soon because as an FYI, they just redid the below-ground pool in the basement and wow, have I heard some stories about the crazy parties going on there.”
I shoot her a meaningful look.
“You mean, parties as in orgies?” I say in a wry tone.
Pet winks once more.
“Girl you know it. I live for that shit.”
I laugh too, my insides going warm.
“Oh my gosh, that is so naughty, but yeah, I’d definitely like to try it out sometime.” But then, I shoot my friend a stern look. “Wait, have you been to the new pool yet?”
She gets a devious look in her eye.
“A couple times already,” she admits in a low voice. “It was so filthy, and Marce, I’m surprised I’m not pregnant from being in the water alone, there’s that much debauchery going on.”
I stare, my mouth dropping open.
“Holy shit.”
She nods knowingly.
“Hell yeah. They’re going to have to add spermicide to the water soon if they want to keep the girls from getting pregnant.” But then, my friend starts and squeals, looking at something over my shoulder. “Hey, you’re not supposed to be here!” she exclaims.
I turn around and shriek, my hands going down to cover my dress.
“OMG Jared, no! You’re not supposed to see me in my dress before the wedding!”
“Too late, I’m coming in,” Jared growls, laughing as he strolls into my bridal suite. I blush profusely as he stops dead in his tracks and stares at me. “Oh my god, baby,” he says, his voice catching. “You look stunning.”
I giggle a little because my wedding gown is absolutely gorgeous with a sweetheart neckline, long sleeves, and a bodice which hugs my waist. There’s a long lace skirt which is a bit old-fashioned, but I love it nonetheless, and I’m wearing the palest of blue slippers beneath the hem.
“You like?” I ask softly, my heart swelling with love.
His azure eyes flare.
“I definitely like. You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on,” he growls before leaning in for a kiss. Then he whispers in my ear, “God I can’t wait to marry you, sweetheart.”
I giggle a little and hide a bit behind my handsome groom so that my mom and bridesmaid can’t hear.
“Actually, I’m glad you came,” I murmur against Jared’s chest. “Because I have something to tell you, big boy.”
“What is it, sweetheart?” Jared asks, brushing back a strand of my hair. “Tell me now.”
I take a deep breath, a smile spreading slowly across my face.
“Well, I’m pregnant,” I tell him simply. “You’re going to be a daddy in about seven months or so.”
My fiancé is stock still for a moment, unmoving. But then, he picks me up and twirls me around, laughing as the people in the changing room watch, amazed.
“A baby!” he breathes. “Holy shit!”
I giggle. “Yes, definitely a baby. So I guess it’s good we’re doing this wedding now because I’m pretty sure I’m not going to fit into this gown very much longer.”
My man merely leans in to kiss me.
“I don’t give a shit about the dress, sweetheart, because it doesn’t matter. What matters is you and our child. You’ve made me the happiest man alive,” he rasps, looking a bit tearful himself. But then my man blinks. “Wait, have you told Vivi yet?”
I shake my head. “No, not yet, but maybe we could tell her together?”
With that, Jared nods and turns, beckoning to his daughter. As Vivian comes trotting over, my heart blooms as he sweeps her up into his arms, the child looking sweetly into my eyes. Together, we open our mouths to tell our daughter about her new sibling, and my heart aches with happiness. This is us. This is our family, and now, there is only joy, peace, and contentment ahead.
THE END
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