A/N: First, I'd like to thank anyone who took their time to read this. This is my first attempt so I'm sorry for any errors in the story! And second, I do NOT own any characters except my own and the story line. All characters belong to EL James.

Ana's POV

I look into his eyes as I feel tears protesting to come out. He turns away from my gaze and we are silent.

"I'm sorry."

I gasp and cover my mouth with my hand as I lose to the liquid that are now flowing down my cheeks and I bring my other hand up to cover my face and sob.

"Why? Was I not enough?"

I can feel him looking at me, so I slowly look back up to him, tears still coming down, my lips are trembling, so I bite them to stop, however I fail. I cover my face again as I sob even more.

"Baby I… Please stop crying."

I can feel him move and I sneak a peek to see what's he's doing. Only to find that he is on one knee, looking at me with hopeful eyes. I slowly remove my hands from my face as he takes my left hand down to his face and pecks them.

"Baby, I love you. Please stop crying."

He extends his other hand and wipes my tears and smiles at me. He then puts both of my hands on my lap, still on one knee.

"Now, close your eyes and until I say open them, please do not open them, okay?"

"O-okay.."

Before I close my eyes, he gives me a bright smile and I return with a small smile, however confused, my eyes are puffy as my tears has subsided. I can hear him shifting and other movements are nearing. And although my eyes are closed, I give him a confused look.

"Okay baby, open your eyes."

I open my eyes to see him still on his knees, however he has a ring in his hands and there are our family with him, bright smiles and tears about to burst from their eyes. I am shocked and speechless.

"So babe? What do you say? Will you marry me?"

I look back at the man who has been on his knees for thirty minutes before me, tears are again overflowing down south of my cheeks. Before I can say anything, the director, Juliet Hayes cuts me.

"And cut! Good job everyone! That's it for today, job done like always. Well done on those tears Ana dear, they almost look real!"

And I have to laugh at her comment, so much for fake tears and onions. I walk to a table full of snacks and grab a cup full of gummy bears and pop one in my mouth.

"Oh please, I have to thank my partner in crime with the help."

"No, it was all yours, Ana."

I feel a pair of hands slide to my waist and a head resting on top of mines. I look up to see Ivan Michaelis, my co-worker and the man I was acting with just earlier. He is 5'10, very muscular with pitch black hair and beautiful deep blue eyes with a hint of green in them. We're both 25 and we both joined the industry at the same time. And because of that, we instantly became very good close friends.

"Teasing me now, are you?"

"What? I would never tease my 5'3 Ana!"

He removes himself from me and raise his hands up and I playfully slap his chest and he pretends to be hurt and laughs. And I can't help but laugh with him. I have always been short, not that I care about my height and all. But sometimes I do wish I was taller.

"You two seem to always get along, like always."

"Well, we did both join the industry together after all. Might as well, stick together."

I nod my head and glance at the clock as I read '6:37', "I have to go home. See you all tomorrow."

Juliet looks at me and just smiles. Ivan has disappeared somewhere, probably went in his luxurious RV to sleep again. The man can sleep!

"Be safe, Ana."

"Will do, Julie."

And I am out of the door and into my Audi SUV with my bodyguard, Luke Sawyer, who is also part in this band I'm in called, Corendipity, weird name I know, but I like it. On the way home, I call my daughter's bodyguard, Samantha Prescott, she tells me that Gail, my housekeeper is giving Gracie a bath as she got herself dirty playing with crayon markers and I reply that I'm on my way home.

I then tell Luke to make a stop to the groceries for food and snacks for Gracie. Not many people know that I have a daughter, but Juliet is one of the few that does. Even though she is my director and our age difference is by eight, we are quite close.

Of course, there are pictures of me and my daughter on the net, I have never made any comments about it other than admitting that Gracie is indeed my daughter. I don't want anything to happen to my sweet angel. It is already hard enough not telling her who her father is when she first asked about him. I would never tell her who is her father. We only met once and that was that. As sad as that sounds, I love Gracie with all my being. I was stupid not thinking then, but Gracie was never a mistake or a regret. I love her and I will continue being both her Daddy and Mommy.

Sometimes I wonder if I should consider dating again and find a Daddy for my little Gracie… I sigh and tell myself, 'No, men can come later. Selfish or not, you're still in your early career as an actress. Gracie surely can understands.' How funny, I have not thought about him since that day… I am pulled out from my thoughts as Luke tells me that we are home.

"Ana, we're home. You okay?"

"I'm fine, Luke. Just a tad bit exhausted from working."

"But that won't stop you from working at home", he laughs, and I smirk at him, I can't say anything because it is true. Luke opens the door and I am ran over by my sweet angel and her cries.

"Mommy! I miss you!"

"Hey sweetie, Mommy's home! I miss you too, love! Have you been a good girl?"

"Uh-huh! Gracie has been a good girl."

"Look what Mommy bought you!"

She squeals so loud and is jumping up and down. It's amazing how fast she's growing, only five but so smart. I give Prescott the bags and I pick Gracie up and head towards the kitchen. Gail, has just set the last dish on the table, like always, I love her, she's always been like a mother to me and Gracie. I am forever in debt to her.

"Ana, welcome home."

"Thank you so much for the food, Gail!"

"It's always my pleasure, Ana."

She gives me her Gail smile that warms your heart and feel like home as I seat Gracie between me and Prescott, Luke sits opposite of me and Gail next to him. I always have my security eat with me and Gracie, it feels more like home, and like the ole saying 'the more the merrier', right? Gracie is picking at her food again, Gail and I try to convince her, but she won't budge. I wonder if she got her stubbornness from me or from him... In the end, Gracie wins the battle an is happily eating what she likes. You can never win anything against that girl. At that moment, my phone rings, Kate is calling.