A ROYAL SURPRISE

♠️Chapter 53♠️

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Four Years Later

"For how long are you going to continue stalking him?" Monse asks, causing me to jump up from my seat in the couch in my living room. The mouve and grey themed walls designed with bean bang chairs a red love seat along with a regular couch and a 60 inches LED television is the new living room I have come to know. Two years after I gave birth to my son, I decided to move from the old apartment a new place, hence, I bought a four bedroom house in a lovely neighborhood. It was tough, because I didn't have that much money to buy a house, so I had to get a loan from the bank which I was able to finish paying last year.

"I am not stalking him" I say to her, sighing "Being a prince is like being a celebrity and you know how I am when it come to Entertainment news and all that, so I happen to stumble upon his feed"

"All the time?" She asks and I decide not to respond, rolling my eyes.

Three years ago I read on a tabloid that he was engaged. There were no pictures to show because of course, as said, they wanted their privacy until at least the official wedding. But that didn't stop the ache in my heart and the emptiness I feel up until today. Now I simply ignore the feeling and focus on my work and my child.

"I gave up on any fantasies after learning about his engagement"

"Who engages for three years anyway?"

"Or maybe they got married and we didn't hear of it" I shrug

"Well I told Justin not to let our engagement take that long. At least we should get married within six months" she says and I smile. Monse's bestfriend had asked her out a few months later after she told me about him. She was hesitant but I told her to allow herself to see where it goes instead of letting him go and questioning herself for the rest of her life. Fast forward four years later, he has proposed and they are getting married.

"I am honestly so happy for you" I smile at her

"Thank you. I am happy too" she lets out a dreamy sigh "By the way, our graduation is this weekend right?" She asks and I nod.

Officially a neuro surgeon. The medical school wanted to hold a small graduation for, to congratulate us and send us of well.

"Have you prepared your speech?" She asks and I laugh, shaking my head.

"I'm still processing the fact that they chose me for the speech. I mean I skipped classes like three times in a week during the time I was pregnant, does that not matter to them?"

"Oh Eufy please. You were a wonderful student nonetheless and we still love you" she says and I smile at her.

"Mama"

My eyes snap towards the doorway that leads to the living room, looking at my son. The boy looks nothing like me, and sometimes it scares me. It scares me a lot. With his ginger red hair, and pink pouty lips, I am scared to say he looks everything like Ale. He may even be the reason why I go on the internet and fish for news each day about Ale, because he reminds me so much of him. When I weighing a few months after he was born, I asked the doctor if there was a possibility that another man's sperm can affect an already conceived child, and the answer I received was positive. Sometimes it can form twins with different fathers and different DNAs, or sometimes the child will have more genes from one particular person who'd sperms overpowered the other.