Ava Suzy, that bitch, had only appeared there just to ruin our happiness. Laura and I were having a great girl's day doing our shopping, talking about our kids, and making future plans, but that demon in the form of a person named Suzy had shown up to ruin the moment. “Ava and Laura? No wonder I
Suzy I threw my luxury bag hard in the corner as soon as I entered my house, which was a luxury apartment that I had bought some time ago in one of New York's expensive neighborhoods. Now that my account was fat with so much money after I managed to get the inheritance from the Williams, I could d
Laura I was looking in the mirror, noticing my image and liking what I was seeing. My five-month-old belly was already huge, and I could even feel the twins moving around inside. Being pregnant is a wonderful feeling, and on top of that, knowing that there were twins inside made me happier. I fel
Laura “Dear guests and couple,” Ava was saying as she took the floor in the middle of the reveal party. “Now the time has come when we will all find out the sex of our babies. Are you prepared for this?” She created suspense by making people respond in a chorus of excitement. Jason and I were hol
Laura But Jason couldn't take it; it seemed like he was more prone to crying than me. “Obviously,” he said through laughter. “I’ve never been so sure in my life that I want to spend the rest of my days by your side.” “So let's be crazy together until old age,” I said, slipping the ring on his ring
Laura I had a bitter taste in the roof of my mouth when I realized what the woman was talking about. It was about my mother; that woman had crucial information about my mother… I felt Jason's hand in mine, comforting me. “Who were you for her, if I may ask?” He asked a little suspiciously, trying
Laura I was looking at the scenery outside the car window as night fell over the city. Jason was driving the car, and his hand was in mine, giving me comfort as we followed the car in front of us, the Albert's car which he was with his mother. After the long afternoon of conversation, that woman
Laura The older woman was looking at me with her eyes glazed over, as if she were looking at someone she didn't even know; she even frowned a little in confusion, but it was really her—it was the woman in the picture from the family photo album of Aunt Julie; I could recognize her. “Mommy…” I app