I was six months pregnant and I didn't even know. I have twins. Clara and Damon Moon. Dalia is great with them. she's extremely close with Brandon. I'm glad she's okay, I'm glad she's sane, I'm glad she's here.
Austin and Brian finally got some rest. Dalia was holding Damon and Brandon was holding Clara. I sat next to him nd took Clara into my arms.
"Thank you for saving my daughter."
"I did what I could." he admitted.
"At least you did something, you didn't do what you were supposed to do. You decided to follow you conscious and your heart,and the right thing."
I noticed he caught eye contact with Dalia, they immediately blushed and looked in opposite directions.
"You like her, don't you?"
He simply nodded, and looked down hiding the blush growing on his cheeks.
"Go, spend some time with her, within the hospital." He nodded, and signaled to Dalia, she looked at me and I nodded at her. A smile lit up her face.
"Austin!" I whispered. He groaned.
"Don't you want to hold your son?" I asked. His expression lit up, as he stared into Damon's brown eyes.
I peeked into the other room. Dalia and Brandon were having a conversation, a few tears slipped down her face, but then a smile grew on her face.
He wipes her tears away, and kisses her gently on her lips. Aw, they kissed. Young love.
Clara fell asleep in my arms. I suddenly felt a feeling of relief yet worry. Now I know what I'm worried about. The court ruling. I mean what if they aren't proved guilty.
I walked into Mike's room,he unconscious. On the outside, he seems perfect. Like a gold plate, but underneath the surface is just cheap crap. Can't wait to tear the golden surface right off...
Sorry, I've been gone for a while, but now I'm back! :D I hope you liked it!