Chapter 135

Kris

Today’s the day. Today’s the day I finally throw Ella a cute little baby shower to help celebrate her and her babies. The guest list small as Ella and I were the only two people within our small group of friends besides Alana and some of the house maids.

Alana quick in becoming part of the group while Mrs. Foster also became part of the group but more in a motherly fashion. Mrs. Foster currently in her early to late 50’s which made her a mother in her own right.

Mr. Gray, the Knight’s butler more of a father figure who was always dependable when needed. Both of them currently helping me with last minute decor. Grant and Hayden both off collecting last minute items that I asked them to buy. Items that I knew Ella would need once the babies were born. Ella too stubborn to ask. Ella too busy in pleasing, then pleasing herself.

It was one of the main reasons we bonded so well when back in school. As I was the more outspoken type who didn’t take no for an answer, while Ella was the shy and timid girl who’s dream was to become a dancer and follow within her mother’s footsteps.

A dancer whose dream was now put on hold as she became a mother instead. A dream she’s told me about many times before since little, but was now okay with holding off, as Reece and his brothers gave her a special surprise, a surprise being her own dance studio. A studio she could use whenever she wanted within the safety of their new home.

A secret I’ve been magically keeping all to myself whenever the guys would vanish. Each of them eventually returning all while covered in paint. A task that’s always gone unchecked by Ella as she would be in bed fast asleep by the time they usually showed back up.

My mind soon wondering to that of Grant and Hayden. Two men who I’ve steadily fallen in love with. A part of me wondering if my life would ever turn out like Ella’s, except the danger as my parents weren’t thrilled with that notion. Yet, the whole having children and getting married thing I could totally get behind 100 percent. A dream that would have to wait until my men were officially ready.

My eyes soon scanning the room. The decorations all coming along nicely as two men move to hang up a banner. The banner reading ‘Congratulation’s’ in big bold letters as it now hung nicely within the air above a table that was littered in baby gifts.

Gifts I hoped Ella would like. My eyes quick in looking towards another. The table holding miniature cupcakes in both pink and blue since we obviously knew the gender. The theme of Ella’s shower on a whimsical note.

The color’s all in cream with hints of silver and gold. Rose gold to give it that pop of pink. My focus soon shifting towards that of another. A table that now held all of Ella’s favorite snacks. Snacks such as finger sandwiches, fruits, vegetables, chips, you name it. I probably had it.

A smile now rising as I move to finish with setting up for Ella’s shower.

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Ella

“Nope”

“Nope. Definitely not.”

“Hate it.”

My eyes still scanning through my entire closet as I try and find something for me to wear. Currently feeling very moody and very emotional for some odd reason that I couldn’t exactly figure out why and just chalked it up to hormones.

My hands still whipping clothes left and right as I continue to find something comfortable yet cute. My eyes quick in landing on a cute cotton dress that not only stretched but was in the color pastel blue. Blue being my favorite color of all time. The dress also flowy which meant it wouldn’t constrict me, while coming down to mid-thigh.

“Perfect”

Quick in grabbing the dress do I move to put it on. The dress soft as it hung neatly along my body. My eyes soon shifting to that of my mirror. My eyes quick in spotting my reflection. A reflection that showed a young woman who was currently pregnant. Very pregnant, as my hair continued to sit along of my face in which I move to tie it up.

My attention soon diverted when my phone began to ring. My focus quick to see who was calling me only to see Antosha’s name flash across the screen. A name I didn’t know how to address. My hand quick in answering as I move to greet the person who was currently on the other end. A man who I was still adjusting to in terms of calling father. A piece of me wanting that connection with him but didn’t know how.

“Hello Papa”

Another name I wasn’t used to saying but didn’t want to offend him by calling him Antosha when he was actually my father. Alex Knight simply a substitute yet wasn’t as he too was also my father, just not my biological one.

“Ah… good morning my sweet Princess. How are you today?”

“I’m okay papa. Just moody and crabby that’s all.”

Antosha quick to chuckle as we continued to bond with one another over the phone. The two of us slowly becoming close even after he had come to visit me that day unexpectantly. Reece, Dylan and Caleb the ever supporting men within my life as they extend the offer of having him within my life. Antosha’s voice soon rising again.

“I’m sorry Princess. But if your free and feeling up to it, I do have a small surprise for you downstairs.”

“Surprise?”

“Yes. I just need you to come downstairs and you’ll be able to find out what it is.”

At the mention of surprise and downstairs does my curiosity spike. My need to know what it could be rising as I hurry to finish up. “Okay Papa. I’ll be down shortly.”

Antosha and I quick to hang up as I move to waddle towards the door. A wince soon rising as pain began to radiate along my lower belly. The pain enough to make me pause, as I move to cup my belly.

“Ouchy” I whisper. The pain mild yet painful. My mind quick to shove it away only to wince again. The pain only continuing. A sudden need to pee rising as I’m instantly hit by a wetness between my legs. My eyes quick to look down only to see a puddle of water.

Fudge… I think I’m in labor.