Confessed!

Bella's POV

Fuck, if this is my condition now. I don't know what is going to happen in next nine months.

Constant vomiting and feeling nauseous is taking toll on me. I called the same doctor, she said it will get better with time. I hope so.

We came back in the morning. I went to college, submitted my assignments and came back because I can't sit in the class like this. Alex is still in his office.

I am yet to inform him about the situation. I have to tell him today. I can't wait any longer.

Till he comes back i should consult with Maa too. Thankfully she is home today. But i hope she is not busy with her rude husband. They are always together like love birds.

I knocked on the door and heard soft 'come in'.

I peaked inside and entered. Mr. Marino is not here so my way is clear.

"Bella!"

She looked at me with smile while keeping big album aside.

"So you finally decided to declare the good news."

I looked at her confused, does she already knows about pregnancy. Impossible!

"I didn't get it."

I said nervously.

"Your ring is flashing my room bright."

She teased.

"Ohh..."

I smiled.

"Yes... He proposed me..."

"I am so happy for you..."

She gave me motherly hug.

"But you are happy right?... Your happiness matters..."

"Yes i am happy."

I love the way she cares about me and Grace like her own daughters.

"What are you doing?"

I asked her looking at albums on her bed.

"I was getting bored so i decided to rearrange my room... These are my drawing albums and this is my wedding album..."

She looked at it like it's the best thing in her life.

"And these albums belongs to Damian, Dominick and Raajnandini... Since childhood till now."

"Wow! Can I see it."

I asked.

"Ofcourse..."

She sat on the bed and i sat beside her.

We opened her wedding album. She was looking like an angel in white gown. I can clearly see how her husband was totally in awe with her. Looking at her gown and everything it clearly shows that he treats her like true queen.

"Wow! What is this?"

I looked at the picture where she is wearing red dress with heavy jewelry and God! She is looking so beautiful.

"It's Indian wedding with Hindu rituals... I am Indian, my mother in law was also Indian. So she wanted me to feel at home... So she arranged everything for me... Her mother in law was Nigerian so we have tradition to respect every religion... I was so lucky to have her but unfortunately she is not with us anymore."

She ended with sad tone.

"I am sorry for your loss... But you are looking so gorgeous in this... She was lucky to have a daughter in law like you."

I turned the page and saw her hands with beautiful design.

"It's Heena..."

She explained everything about rituals and traditions. It's so amazing and interesting.

"Can I have a wedding like this... It's so beautiful and interesting..."

I pleaded with puppy eyes.

She chuckled.

"Are you sure?... Can you handle heavy jewelry and all rituals..."

"I loved it... Can we please do it like this..."

It's really beautiful with all colorful decoration and bright clothes.

"Okay... Looks like I have so much to look after..."

She patted my back.

"I'll talk to Everyone, we'll fix wedding date first and then I'll talk to wedding planner..."

"You are the best in this world... I am so lucky to have you..."

I hugged her.

"Seriously... My own mother didn't give me attention like this, neither she asked about my likes and dislikes. Not even once... And you love me so much..."

"You are my daughter now Bella... The day entered in this house with Alex, you became family... And we love our family..."

She rubbed my back.

"Now tell me the reason for your visit..."

I wiped my tears and looked at her. I never thought that i will be so comfortable with my mother in law to share something like this. But she feels like a safe heaven, no wonder everyone in the family adores her.

I told her everything. Pregnancy, Alexander's words. Whatever i felt, everything and she was listening to me carefully.

"You want this baby?"

She asked and i nodded.

"Yes... I don't have any reason for this but i just want it."

I wiped my wet cheeks.

"You don't need a reason to have baby... It's your choice."

She grabbed my hand gently.

"You have to communicate with your man... Tell him, what you feel..."

"But i am scared of his reaction... What he won't understand me... What if he doesn't want this Baby... I am scared that he won't understand..."

I spoke my heart.

She cupped my hand in her both hands and looked at me.

"Honey, if your man can't understand and respect your feelings and choices then he is not the right one..."