'Babe, I really don't know where to start but I want you to know that I did exactly what you told me. I'm taking care of John even though he hates me and occasionally yells at me for sleeping with you. But I can take it. What I can't take it is not talking to you, not seeing you. I know I was stupid to leave you after that night but unfortunately I can't take that back. I just want you to know that I miss you a lot and that I love you. It took me a while to realize it but in the end I came to terms that loving you was the best thing that ever happened to me. I don't expect you to forgive me or to feel the same but I thought you have the right to know. Love, Michael.'

'-Wow, pretty intense.' Matt managed to say.

'-Yeah.'

'-Soph, I think he deserves to know about the babies.'

'-I know but I need dad to forgive me first and be ok with this before I tell him. Till then no babies talk around him or dad or anyone.'

'-As you wish. Even though I think this is a mistake I'm not gonna interfere.'

'-Thank you.'

'-Welcome. What did you said in the letter?'

'-The same things I said to him in the letter I left him before I went away. Well, almost.'

'-Almost?'

'-I didn't referred to that night as a mistake like I did before. Because I don't consider my children a mistake.'

'-You are one wise person.'

'-You think so? Others would beg to differ.' I said chuckling.

'-As much I would love to stay and chat I have a plane to catch in 4 hours.'

'-Damn hormones, I don't wanna burst into tears.'

'-Don't, you're gonna make me cry too. Take care Soph and we'll talk as soon as I land.'

'-Ok. I'm going home this afternoon so call me no matter what time you land.'

'-Will do. Take care of the babies and I'll see you as soon as I can.'

'-Ok then. Love ya Matty.' I said while hugging him.

'-Love you too Sophie.' he said and left.

Around 2 I was discharged and I was able to take my babies home. Maria and Isabel came to help me.

'-They are so beautiful.' Isabel said mesmerized.

'-Thank you. How's the farm?'

'-The same. Carlos, Juan and Miguel are at the fair.'

'-I thought the fair was Sunday.'

'-They changed it. Apparently it's gonna rain on Sunday.' Maria explained.

'-I see. What we have for lunch? Hospital food not so good.' They laughed and Isabel said:

'-We have some chicken with vegetables.'

'-Perfect. I can't wait to take a walk around the farm. Let's hope they will let me.'

'-We can watch them for you.' Maria offered.

'-You sure? This is not in your job description.'

'-It is but we never had anyone with children here.'

'-I see. I wanna go horse riding as soon as possible.'

'-Señor Matt said to take it easy.' Isabel said worried.

'-Don't tell me that uncle gave you orders not to leave me do something stupid.'

'-He did. He said to take care of your health.' Maria said.

'-Ok then. No horse ridding then. Did anyone called or came by while I was at the hospital?'

'-Christina came by but I told her that you are in hospital. She might come today or tomorrow. They go back to Madrid in a few days.'

I arrived at the farm where everything was like I left it.

'-The babies are sleeping.' Isabel announced.

'-Thank God. I need some rest today.'

'-Lunch is served.' Maria announced.

The months were passing by really quick and soon my children turned 2. Matt comes to see me whenever he has time, dad is still upset and Christina turned into some sort of a friend. Well, at least during summer. Tonight the Iglesias's are invited over for dinner.

'-Nana is dinner ready?' I asked Maria.

'-Ay niña, don't be so impatient.'

'-Sorry but I can't help it.'

'-I was thinking I should take care of the babies so you could enjoy the dinner.' Isabel said.

'-I can't ask you to do that.'

'-You don't have to ask. I offered.'

'-Thank you Isabel. You are a life saviour.'

Around 8 the Iglesias family arrived.

'-Buenas tardes.' Miranda Iglesias said smiling.

'-Evening. Please come in.'

'-Hi Soph.' Christina said hugging me.

'-You have a lovely home.' Miranda said.

'-Thank you. Can I offer you something to drink? I have wine, Sangria and orange juice.'

'-I'll have some Sangria.' Julio said.

'-Me too.' Miranda said.

'-Maria bring 2 glasses of Sangria and juice for me and the children.'

'-Was it difficult for you to move from the States here?' Julio asked.

'-A bit. I was lucky I was vaguely speaking Spanish.'

'-That's not true. Her Spanish is better than mine.' Christina chimed in and we laughed.

'-Thank you Christina.' I said laughing.

'-What was difficult was that I had to leave my family behind, especially my father. We argued and he stopped talking to me.'

'-That must be hard for you.' Miranda said sympathetically.

'-It is. He got remarried and he's about to have a baby and I wasn't invited to the wedding and I won't meet my brother or sister.'

'-Take it from someone who was in your dad's shoes. He's gonna be terribly sorry in a few years for taking this away from you.'

'-Yeah. I hope it won't be too late. But enough with sad stories. Am I mistaken or is someone missing?'

'-Our other 2 sons are visiting my parents.' Miranda said.

'-That's nice.'

'-I heard from Christina that you had triplets.'

'-I did. I have 2 girls and 1 boy. They are upstairs sleeping.'

'-And you're raising them by yourself?' Julio asked a bit shocked.

'-I have Maria and Isabel to help me.' I said smiling.

'-Must be hard though.' Miranda added.

'-It is but they changed my priorities completely and I won't trade them for anything.'

'-I know that feeling.'

'-You mean we know.' Julio said laughing.

One day I was singing or more like trying to sing to my babies in the garden. Little I knew that my neighbours were listening to my singing. After I finished I heard someone clapping, I lift my head and saw Julio and Miranda smiling from ear to ear.

'-Sorry you had to hear that.' I said embarrassed

'-Don't apologize, you have a really good voice.'

'-Coming from you I'll take it as a compliment.'

'-Would you like to do a duet with me on my future album?' Julio asked.

'-You for real?'

'-I don't joke when it comes to my music.'

'-I'd love to.'

'-When can you come to Madrid for a day or two?'

'-Next week. I was thinking to spend the week-end there with the babies while they renovate their rooms.'

'-Then next week-end we'll record the song. I'm sure you'll find yourself in some of the lyrics.' Julio said.

'-Looking forward.' I said and went inside to tell Maria and Isabel the news.

Weeks later I got a call from Miranda.

'-You are number one.'

'-What?'

'-The song you and Julio recorded is number one in Spain, UK and US.'

'-That's huge. But I didn't do anything actually.'

'-Everybody is amazed by your voice. You've been compared with Celine Dion, Mariah Carey and Witney Houston.'

'-That's too much.'

'-Julio wants to shot a video for the song.'

'-Ok.'

'-At your hacienda.'

'-When?'

'-Next week.'

'-I guess we can arrange something.'

'-I'll see you Sunday afternoon.' I said and after I hanged up I called Matt:

'-Hey. How are ya?'

'-I just got from work and listen to this week's top 10.'

'-Anything interesting?'

'-Well apparently your neighbour is number one.'

'-That's good. How's the song?'

'-I haven't heard it yet.'

'-Want me to call you in 5?'

'-No, I can talk and hear it at the same time.'

'-How's dad?'

'-The same but excited about the fact that Liz is pregnant.'

'-That's great.'

We chatted for a few more minutes and out of the blue he said:

'-Oh my God. This song describes perfectly your relationship with John.'

'-It does?'

'-Yeah. No wonder is number one. I like the girl's voice, sounds familiar.'

'-It's me dumbass.' I said laughing.

'-What?'

'-Yeah, it's me. We're shooting the video this week.'

'-Why didn't you told me before?'

'-Because I wanted to be sure it's gonna be a number one before I told you.'

'-I have one heck of a niece.'

'-That niece of yours just got a record deal.'

'-That's even greater.'

'-Can I do me a favour?'

'-Anything.'

'-Play the song to dad but don't tell him it's me. I wanna know what he thinks about it.'

'-Will do. He's suppose to come to Boston this afternoon.'

'-Thanks Matty.'

'-Anytime. How are the children?'

'-Growing nicely. I can't believe that they are 3 already.'

'- I can't believe you've been gone for almost 4 years.'

'-That makes two of us.'

'-I'll call you tomorrow after I play the song to your dad, ok?'

'-Uhuh. I don't think I'll get any sleep tonight.'

'-Don't worry, it will be ok.'

'-Hope so.'