Epilogue. Sinful Book 2

Sewa's POV

Six months later

I woke up late again, despite all my alarms. I had just woken up, but yet I felt like I hadn't slept for hours; I guess my baby girl likes to sleep.

"Well, you have to stop making me sleep so much madam, it's making me look bad," I rubbed my huge stomach.

I got up from the big bed, the new room was empty, I guess Antonio had gone to work already. I sighed. Antonio was the reason I wanted to wake up early to at least make him breakfast or takeout for lunch as I had been too lazy to do anything, just waking up, demanding for food, then sleeping. Antonio never complained, not even after a very stressful day at work. He would always come back from work and attend to me like I was the tired one, well I guess I was; being pregnant and all, it had its own stress and strain. But it was just more than because I was pregnant, no, Antonio was making it up to me like he promised he would after I woke up from my mini comma. He had even gone as far as getting us a new house because according to him, that house had a lot of bad energy which is not good for the baby, and bad memories which is not good for us.

I smiled, thinking back to the time, six months ago, after I woke up from the coma, and thinking I had lost our baby girl, Antonio hugged me and told me she was fine; the happiness I felt in that moment is unexplainable. Antonio had apologized tirelessly, and he didn't stop. He kept apologizing for days, begging me to take him back, telling me he wanted our child and how he wanted to be a part of her life. Of course I played hard to get because despite my love for him, I was hurt, but Antonio never stopped apologizing, saying he'd make it up to me for the rest of his life. I thought he had meant a few weeks, but it had been months since then and Antonio kept doing things like he was walking on eggshells around me, like he didn't want to do anything to annoy me in the slightest. The big bad Antonio became soft and obedient, I loved it.

Antonio had given me space to think about everything that happened, and then he came clean to me about what happened to him when he was eighteen and why he vowed he'd never have children. I felt bad because I remember telling him he was just as horrible as his father without even knowing how extra horrible his father was in actuality. Antonio changed his vow, he vowed to be the best father in the world, and he really followed through, taking care of Diego and paying a lot of attention to him like he was a newborn. It made me happy.

I carried my lazy ass to the bathroom to brush my teeth, but ended up screaming out all my lungs. I walked into the bathroom to see a post-it-note on the mirror which read, "look at your sexy left hand, darling".

I can't believe I didn't notice it when I woke up, a very beautiful and big diamond ring sitting prettily on my ring finger. I screamed and ran out of the bathroom only to see my men kneeling on one knee, each man with a box in their hand.

I held my hands over my big mouth that couldn't stay closed. I laughed, watching Diego and Antonio in their black suits and bow ties.

"What the hell are you boys doing?" I laughed. Diego smiled at me then opened his box. I walked closer to him, looking inside his box.

This proposal was my idea

The note in Diego's box read; I laughed. Then I turned to Antonio, waiting for him to open up his box.

"Just know that you can't say no, because the ring is already sitting on your finger," Antonio said nervously but with a smile. Diego nudged him at his side. I laughed at their little exchange. Then Antonio opened up his box.

I love you endlessly, and you make me really happy, but I believe you can make me happier. Will you marry me and bear more children for me?

The note in Antonio's box read. I smiled down at him, watching his curious bit happy eyes glisten. I thought back to the first time Antonio proposed to me, he was still immature and in need of a series of changes, but the man that knelt before me, he was different. He was happy, mature, lovely, he loved his family, and he wanted to have more kids.

I had no idea I was crying until Antonio got up to wipe my tears away, placing kisses on my forehead.

"I can wait longer if you're not rea-" Antonio started but I shut him up with a kiss. It was a kiss of acceptance and longing; I loved this man so much, and I couldn't wait to be married to him.

"Ew!" Diego's face scrunched up in disgust as he watched us, so I broke the kiss, using my words to answer his question.

"Yes, I'll marry you and bear more children for you," I smiled, then hugged him tight.

"You're going to crush my baby sister," Diego pushed Antonio from me, then stood between us with his arms wide, like a barrier so Antonio wouldn't come closer. I laughed at them.

I have to say, Diego and Antonio's relationship became very strong, so strong that I was pretty sure Diego loved Antonio more than he loved me.

Diego walked closer to me, placed his soft hand on my stomach then leaned in to give his little sister a kiss. I smiled at him. It had become a habit, a habit where he'd come into my room every morning to give his sister a kiss. I loved the bond they had, and she wasn't even out yet.

"Rest a lot baby, because we'd have a busy night tonight," Antonio wiggles his eyes and I laughed, but I wasn't ready for the night at all.

I knew Antonio had invited all out friend over for a small engagement dinner, but I didn't expect the one person he invited; my father.

I screamed out my lungs when I saw my father, smiled proudly at me, in my house, holding onto my kid, Diego. I wanted to run to him, but I'm a fat, lazy pregnant woman whose fiancé wouldn't let run to her father. I power walked to him and gave him the longest hug my baby girl could allow.

Antonio had invited Dan and Melissa, Noah and his girlfriend, Olivia, and Aaliyah and Harry, obviously. I sat between my friends and family, feeling genuine happiness, watching them laugh and smile at each other.

I wished my life would be full of this much happiness forever, because nothing could top being happy and surrounded with people that love you. Samantha tried to take away my happiness, and she paid by sitting in a horrible cell, thinking about her life and where she went wrong. Trying to take away people's happiness will never make you happy, it has been proven countless times.

"Hey, stop thinking and eat," Antonio whispered into my ears.

"I'm sure you'd love what I'm thinking about," I winked at him. Antonio froze, looking at me with his lips hung open. I laughed, and carried a piece of meat from his plate, then plopped it into his mouth.

"You've been a naughty girl, and I can't wait to teach you a lesson," Antonio's voice was husky. I gulped.

"You two, get a room for Christ's sake," Aaliyah joked and the whole table laughed, and that's how the rest of the night went by, filled with laughter and a lot of sexual jokes that I pray Diego didn't get.

THE END!