Reign Santos-Valentino will soon be 21, which means much responsibilities, becoming head of his family's business. His very nonchalant and bad boy character attracts a lot of the girls but he is too much of a player to keep a girl. But as it's his t...
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France.
The air.
The warm sun. The crispy air filled with the smell of baguettes and warm coffee. It's weird to be somewhere else that's not Madrid, but I guess that's the beauty of traveling.
It was a harsh morning with the kids but we have made it. I called Hailey before we left and she was bummed to not be with us, but I promised next time she is coming.
She has been well and the family has adjusted to her. She likes it there and she has been buying a lot for the baby of course.
Sent me a few ultrasounds and it still felt unreal. I will be an aunt.
I feel too young to be an aunt but I guess it just feels normal since I raised my siblings. This baby will change the family, whether we like it or not.
It will change everything.
"Let's go sight seeing and get some French food" Xio says.
The kids smiles and nods. "Yes please".
I smile. "Sure but later on I will have to do something alone, so let's hurry".
We find a nearby restaurant after checking into this little hotel. I tried to afford two nights as best as I could. Xiomara also dished in money she got from her last few checks.
It was a teamwork strategy to make sure this trip had no struggles even though we both knew we weren't rich and it would be expensive. But we made it work.
We go inside and the restaurant is stunning. The ceiling art and the fact that the restaurant was clean and spacious. It just seemed so elegant by the accent walls that surrounded everywhere.
I was impressed.
I see the host and she smiles at us. "Bonjour". (Hello)
We smile. "Hi, can I have a table for 6 people?".
She looks at us and nods. "Of course, follow me".
We follow her and I see people sitting in their seats. They look so proper and preppy, I felt like I really didn't belong here.
Also felt very undressed by the sweats and sweatshirt I am wearing. But I guess it's a first for everything.
She seats us and we all sit down in our seats around the table. She puts down the menus, and we look at it.
Rachel smiles. "This place is amazing, I can't believe this is real".
Miguel nods. "For once I agree with her, this is crazy".
I nod. "It is but also it was bound to happen, you guys probably don't remember but we are half French".
They looked shocked. "No way" Rachel and Miguel says.
Rachel laughs. "Ha! Jinx!".
He rolls his eyes.
"Yeah anyway, we are. Mom taught me French but I felt no need to speak it at home since Spanish is our main language and English of course" I say.
