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Epilogue 2 - Alaina and Luke

Second Epilogue!!!🥳🥳🥳

Again, similarly to the previous epilogue, this one will also be quite long so I do recommend reading it when you have extra time on your hands. And this epilogue will also be in dual POV's so please be careful when reading the parts.

This epilogue will be the last part of this story Differences and Luke and Alaina's story will come to a close.  😭

Thank you all so much for reading this story. I know I have enjoyed writing their story and sharing it with you and I am so thankful for each and every one of you who has read this story. 💗💖💕

I am planning to write another story and I hope I can share that with you in the near future!!! It will be another mafia story. Hints of the story was in the previous epilogue. Guess the couple ( 😏 🤭 - maybe it's a little obvious hahaha).

Anyways, as always, I hope you enjoy your reading time

Ryuwritings321 🧸🪆🧸

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🌔 Alaina

Not long after our wedding, we were blessed to have conceived our own child.

I did not expect morning sickness to be a very terrible thing, but it was terrible to say the least. Some days I didn't want to eat at all and other day's I wanted to eat everything that existed in the pantry. My emotions were all over the place and I thought I had turned into someone else. I hadn't even truly started motherhood and I felt like I was already failing.

Fortunately, Luke was extremely supportive throughout the process, assuring me that I was not a failure and that I was already being a great mother, housing our child in the safest place possible.

That did touch me.

And so, with lots of support and unconditional love from Luke, 9 months later, on a warm autumn day, my beautiful little girl was born.

The first moment her presence graced me, I fell in love and a possessive side I hadn't known existed within me, lit inside. I swore to myself that I would love and cherish her, protect her, and would kill for her. She was just so beautiful. So pure. So perfect.

I had officially become a mother.

She was slightly on the lighter side of things and that concerned me but after a couple of months with much love and attention, especially from Luke, she has grown into a very cute, a little bit chubby, happy little girl.

She had inherited a part of her father's eyes. They were a deep blue that also manages keep me in trance like he does with his own eyes and had inherited my light brown hair which Luke was delighted about.

Luke and I decided to name her Alessia Marca Taylor.

Alessia was quiet by nature and preferred to observe. She had a curious soul that was interested in anything that was happening around her, but she was very, very shy. It took a while for her to feel comfortable in other people's presence. She would instantly like cry out in other people's arm, but like she knew she was safe in his arms like I had felt, she was content in being held close by her father.

More often than not, she was searching for her father when he wasn't present.

Like currently.

I was taking her out on a stroll at the garden that Juliet and I tend to almost every day. Alessia was now almost 2 years old. How these months flew by was a surprise on its own and I have loved each and every moment.