Forever Yours

Fifty-One

Juan doesn't bring up what happened the night of the baptism the next morning, so neither do I. I chalk it up to him just having been extremely drunk and probably not remembering any of what was said. His family leaves two days after the baptism, and he leaves with them, continuing on his tour.

Once again, it's just Santos and I.

It's been a few weeks since he left, and we haven't really spoken at all since he's been gone if it doesn't have to do with Santos. He cuts his FaceTime calls with Santos short, no longer bothering to ask me about my day like he used to before the entire closet incident. Him acting weird all of a sudden makes me think he might actually remember everything he told me that night, and he's simply acting as if he doesn't. He definitely remembers what happened in the closet, we were both only tipsy at that point, anything after the closet though...I'm not too sure how much he remembers.

"Say bye to Papà." Santos is now at the age where he can wave, so he happily does so, showing off his new accomplishment for his Dad over FaceTime.

Juan beams at the sight of our sons new ability, laughing. "Bye, bebe. Te amo." I turn the camera back to myself and his face instantly drops. "I'll talk to you later, Adrianna."

"Yeah, by—" andd, he hangs up. I roll my eyes, turning my attention to Elizabeth. "So weird."

Her eyes widen. "He's still avoiding you?"

"Yes." I sigh. "It's so annoying."

"He has to remember what happened that night. Why else would he be acting so weird?"

"It's not even like what he said was that big of a deal. It's not insane for us to still be in love with each other." if we weren't still in love, I'm sure one of us would've gone ahead and filed for divorce by now. But I don't see either one of us going forward with that as of yet.

"He's a guy." she rolls her eyes. "Having admitted his feelings so openly for you like that probably made him feel some type of way. Less manly or whatever." she shrugs, shaking her head.

"I suppose so." I look down at Santos who's now in Elizabeths arms. "Your dad is annoying." I tickle the bottom of his foot, causing laughter to bubble out from him, instantly making me forget how annoyed I was just two seconds ago.

***

"Adrianna! Adrianna come down here!" Elizabeth shouts as I'm upstairs changing Santos' diaper.

It's the next day, and Elizabeth, Oscar, and Joel are over for a quick brunch.

I look down at Santos and shake my head. "She's crazy." I pinch his cheek, a giggle bursting from his belly. I finish buttoning up his onesie, taking him in my arms. "What happened?" I shout back as I begin to make my way down the stairs.

"Just come down here." she shouts back, this time Joel adding in an additional 'Yeah!' sounding just as eager.

I walk downstairs and make my way to the living room. "What is up with you crazies?" I ask, setting Santos down on his play mat. I take a seat next to him on the floor and hand him a toy.

"Look at this." Elizabeth points at the TV.

I look up at the screen to see Juan on some drama channel. "Oh." I sigh. "I really don't wanna know what new girls he was partying with this weekend, guys." I shake my head. "Turn it off."

"No, look!" Joel nudges Elizabeth and she rewinds whatever it is they were watching.

I roll my eyes, but look at the screen anyway, a reporter pops on the screen. "It appears that early this morning as Maluma was walking out of a club in London he got into a physical altercation with the paparazzi over comments made about his still wife, Adrianna Acosta." my heart drops. No. Juan, what did you do? "The two are separated at the moment, no legal separation has been made to our knowledge up until this point. Even after about seven months of being separated, Maluma continues to defend the image of his wife. Take a look." the screen switches to a clip of Juan walking out of the club, his friends alongside him.