Her Bundles Of Joy

IRIS POV:

7 MONTHS LATER:

The past few months have been exhausting and nerve-wrecking. My parents had played such a huge role in making sure I was alright, and my father could not stand the mid-night craving, so he got me a security guard who was not only to protect me but also meant to accept all calls I made to him even though it was in the middle of the night, and to run to any store to pick whatever snacks or food I crave.

His name was Harry, and he always had a mean look on his face. My father told him it was to prepare him for when he had a pregnant wife which made us all cackle. He never complained or even looked tired, just said a few words such as ‘Are you feeling okay today, Miss?’ And ‘If you need anything else, Miss, don't hesitate to call.’

“You think he's cute?” Mariana inquired as we lay on my bed together, after she had just arrived back from work in a black tight-fitted skirt and a red button-down Versace shirt with her hair all curled up.

After she was shot seven mo