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After graduating from high school, Delilah Kingston gets a job at her brother's best friend's company.
She thinks that her life is absolutely fine the way it is right now. But is she really fine with how it is or will she need something...
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3 years later
Today is the day. I'm getting married to the love of my life.
Our little girl is running around in her little white dress as my stylist fixes my hair. We're celebrating in a five star hotel Mason told me about. We went to take a look at it and I immediately fell in love with it.
It's a little outside of New York and the area around it looks like we would be in italy. The wedding begins in five minutes. I'm sitting behind a curtain and already see all people waiting for me.
Mason is standing on the end of the aisle. Emilio is my best man and Ben is standing next to Mason as his. The only thing my parents do is crying what doesn't help my nervousness at all. So to my advantage, I see Emilio running over to me behind the curtain.
"Hey." "Hi." "You okay? Nervous? Ready?" He asks me everything at the same time. "All of it I guess." He pulls me close to him and hugs me as he kisses the crown of my head. "You look beautiful. His eyes are going to fall out of his head as soon as he sees you."
He makes me giggle and lifts some weight off my shoulders. "Okay. I've got to go. See you out there." He and my mom leave without another word which means that it's now just my dad and I. "You ready to go?" He asks. I give him a quick nod and place my arm in the crook of his.
The music starts and we're walking out of the curtain, towards Mason. The smile on his face is hard to miss. As we arrive at the end, dad kisses my cheek one last time before he takes a seat next to my mom.
Mason takes my hands in his, tells me how beautiful I am when the priest starts his vows. We say our I do's and are now officially husband and wife. Mr. and Mrs. Travino.
We don't wait for the people to congratulate us. We run outside. Into our new life. Into our future together-
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And then, I jump up from my bed. My body is drenched in sweat, my heartbeat rapid, my daughter kicking the shit out of me and no Mason. No three years later. No happy end.
Just the same shit of reality.
And that makes me sad. So sad that once again I start to cry. It hurts so much. I want to forget. To forgive. But I can't trust him anymore. And I don't know if he even want it anymore.
It's been three weeks after what happened. I'm seven months along now. I want him with me. I want the old Mason that cared about me and the baby. I want my Mason.
But that Mason sadly doesn't exist anymore. I will never take his daughter away from him. What I said about him not caring about her that day was impulsive. I know it isn't true.
I know he will always be there for the two of us. But there will never be a happy family. Even tho I want it so, so bad.
I want my baby to get to know the Mason he was until Ashley's death. My cries must have become louder without me noticing, so that it woke my mom up.
"Oh baby..." her expression turns sad as soon as she sees me. I must look so pathetic. Crying after something I ended myself.
"It hurts so much, mama." I just need her right now. And she feels it. She's sitting on my old bed, getting under my sheets and cuddles herself close to me, soothing her hand through my black hair.
"I know... it's going to be better. I promise." She wraps her other arm around me, so I take her hand in mine and kiss the back of it as I sob into them at the same time.
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The next day
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Work is the only thing that is keeping me from staying on front of her door every free second. To try to talk to her. And I will not give this up.
I can't.
But I don't want to scare her away or get her even more upset. So I stay away for some time. But I won't give up on this woman and my kid.
I've been in the office since like three in the morning. The office opens in five minute so the first employees are already in theirs.
I'm about to call Mr. Cameron about our business together, when someone knocks at my door. "What?" I don't try being polite. I've been up the whole night and if this isn't an important thing, I'm going to explode.
Matts face appears in the room. "Hi." "What do you need?" His rather small frame comes into the office and closes the door behind him, fidgeting with something in his hand.
"I um... I was at Delilah's palce. She asked me to give the chip of the entrance for the building to you." So that's what he held in his hand.
He places it on my desk in front of me. "I could have gotten it myself from her place." "She said she wants to avoid seing you right now." I know that. Leaning back in my chair, I look up at him. "Thank you."
He doesn't leave right away. He just looks at me. Is he grinning? "Is there something wrong?" And then he actually starts giggling. "That kid really ruined everything for you didn't it?"
Did I just hear that right? "Excuse me?" I need to be sure about what he said. "You heard me. God I'm glad I don't have one of these. Only pain in the asses and a reason why relationships get ruined."
I did hear him right. And I don't like what he says. I'm boiling inside. And that is a fucking reason to exlode. I jump up from my chair and punch him so hard he falls against the wall.
Leaning against his arm on the wall, wiping the blood off his nose, I grab him by the collar and punch him once again. "You think you have the right to talk about my fucking daughter that way?! Huh?! You really think that?!"
Another punch. "I did this to myself! Not the kid! I swear to god. If I hear you talk about my child or Delilahs and my business... it won't look pretty. Now pack your shit and leave. You're fired."
