"Beautiful isn't it?"
Evelyn sat up in the tall mill grass and gazed over at the sunrise. Golden sparkles softly danced across the surface of the lake they sat in front of. Dragonflies buzzing around her, she smiled and watched the new light slowly settle in. Sitting beside her was Beni. They had been married now for nearly three months. The two of them had gone everywhere so far. Just a week ago they returned from Australia. That time had gone by in a blur. All the amazing sites they had seen and people they had met. Evelyn felt as though every dream of hers was coming true. Now they were back in England. Thinking back at the three months, Evelyn smiled.
Slipping his hand into hers, he brought it up and kissed it.
He really had changed. He was now a good man who loved her. Often late at night, Evelyn would lay awake watching him sleep. Thinking to herself over and over again that this was really her life.
It seemed like a dream.
"I have something to tell you."
"Oh?"
Evelyn smiled before her hands slid over her flat stomach, right away Beni stared at her as she laughed.
"Seems as though we'll be settling down faster then you think."
It took Beni a second before his eyes filled with amazement. Laughing he took her into his arms and began to kiss her.
"That's wonderful Evelyn…"
Laughing, she held onto him.
Six months later
In their lovely townhouse in London, light rain fell outside as overcast skies began to take over. Inside the fireplace was going and Beni paced back and forth waiting nervously. Finally the doctor came out, a smile spread across his face.
Moments later, Beni slowly walked into their bedroom where Evelyn laid, her hair flowing down to her shoulders, and her beautiful face snow white. In her arms, wrapped in blankets was their baby.
Beni slowly kneeled down, tears of joy slowly appearing in his eyes. He never thought he would be a man who would deserve such a wonderful life.
Evelyn smiled showing him the baby.
"Beni, I would like you to meet your son Alex."
Beni laughed before taking old of one of the baby's tiny little hands.
"A son…I have a son."