Promises (Final Chapter)

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It's been a few days since I found out I was pregnant.

Lucifer and I still haven't told Isabella and Ivan about the baby.

We're planing on doing it tonight at the restaurant.

I'm surprised they haven't caught on, and it's been so hard trying to hide it.

I guess I'm just nervous for a bad reaction.

"Almost ready my love?" Lucifer asks. "Yeah, I'm just curling my hair." I answer.

Lucifer comes behind me wrapping his arms around my waist.

"You seem nervous." He mutters. "I am...very." I reply.

"Why?" His brow raises. "I just don't want there to be a bad reaction." I admit.

"No no no, Angel Isabella has been waiting for this day her whole life." Lucifer chuckles.

"She always claimed she's gonna be the funnest and best auntie in the world." He smirks.

I smile at the thought.

I finish curling my hair and get myself into my dress.

I finish curling my hair and get myself into my dress

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Looking in the mirror my face has a little frown.

"What's wrong?" Lucifer asks me. "I'm starting to look fat." I frown.

"You look perfect as always to me." He kisses my forehead.

I softly smile.

I know I'm being dramatic I have a very tiny bump.

"Come on now Angel, I'll always love everything about you even if you hate it." He holds me.

I feel my cheeks going red.

We all walk out getting into the SUV.

"Well don't you look gorgeous." I say to Isabella. "Well don't you look stunning." She smiles back.

Eventually we arrive at the restaurant and walk inside.

We all get seated at our tables.

"Ugh, I absolutely adore this restaurant." Isabella says.

"I'm glad." I softly smile at her.

"Hello, are you guys ready to order?" A waiter walks up to us.

"Uh yes, we will all be having the steak with sushi." Lucifer answers.

Sounds amazing.

I can notice the waiter glancing at my stomach.

As if I wasn't already insecure about it enough.

I want to cry.

Lucifer puts his hand on my thigh and rubs it as the waiter nods walking off.

God this baby is making me emotional.

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